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Astrid’s eyes go to Theo, then back to me. And then the tiniest smirk crosses her lips.
“I thought you’d be halfway to Riverton by now,” he chuckles, approaching. “Did Gray get ahold of you?”
Theo’s gaze slides between Astrid and me, a smirk gracing his lips, too. Seems everyone has a reason to be fucking smug today.
“Yeah, I was gonna ask you the same thing,” I say quickly.
Astrid reaches out to set her hand on my bicep and I look down at her.
“I’ll see ya later,” she murmurs, that little smirk still on her face as she turns to head back into the hub.
When I look back up to Theo, his own damn smirk has deepened considerably.
“Would you fucking knock it off,” I grumble, rolling my eyes.
“Oh relax,” he chuckles, pushing past me. He turns back, batting his eyelashes. “I’ll see ya later,” he says in a high-pitched voice, mimicking Astrid.
“Fuck off,” I growl, turning away. Heading for the door to leave this place, like I should’ve done ten fucking minutes ago.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Astrid
“No way, you’d love it here!” I laugh, looking at Sam’s smiling face on my computer screen. I’m so thankful for video chat- it’s tough being away from the people I love back in Denver and seeing their faces on a regular basis makes the distance easier to bear.
“If you say so,” Sam chuckles, rolling his eyes. “We just miss you back at home, that’s all.”
I heave a sigh, sliding off of my bed and picking up my laptop, holding it in front of me as I walk out of my room and head down the hallway. “I miss you guys too. You keeping Cole out of trouble?”
“Always,” he laughs, running a hand through his golden hair.
I pad into the kitchen on bare feet, rounding the island and sliding my laptop onto it, spinning around to pull the fridge open. “Good, you better,” I say as I take out a bowl of grapes, tearing one from the stem and popping it into my mouth as I spin back around.
“The last group from here is set to go there on Saturday, right?” Sam asks.
I nod, still chewing as I lean forward onto my elbows on the kitchen island, setting the bowl of grapes in front of me. “Yep, that’s the plan.” I pop another grape into my mouth.
“So does that mean you’re coming back Saturday?”
I shrug, swallowing. “Not sure. I kinda assumed that I’d just catch a ride back with one of these guys when it’s time for them to go.”
Sam sighs, the disappointment evident on his face. Guess he really does miss me. “Yeah, alright. Whatever you’ve gotta do.”
I smile brightly to try to cheer him, sticking my hand into the bowl and picking a few more grapes off of the stems.
“Are they at least treating you well over there?”
“Of course,” I laugh, chewing on a grape. “And don’t worry, they’re keeping me fully caffeinated.”
“Good,” Sam smirks. “You’re shit without your morning coffee.”
I suddenly sense that I’m being watched, glancing over the top of my laptop screen toward the staircase. Brock’s standing at the bottom in nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants, his long damp hair hanging loose around his face. He must’ve just gotten out of the shower, and the sight of him shirtless instantly has my heart beating faster- especially because of the way he’s staring at me; hunger in his eyes like I’m his next meal.
Sam must see the shift in my demeanor, because as I’m staring over at Brock, trying not to drool, I hear him ask “what’s wrong?”
For a second, I forgot I was even on a video call. Brock’s presence has a way of disarming me like that. I pull my elbows back, straightening, my eyes flickering from the computer screen back to Brock, who is now making a beeline toward me.
“Oh, uh… nothing,” I mumble, stuffing the last two grapes from my hand into my mouth and looking down at Sam as I feel Brock stalk up right behind me.