On the Rocks (4 page)

“Let me try.” I pulled out my phone and found her on my favorite contacts list. Her phone rang and rang before going to voicemail.

Carly’s forehead wrinkled. “She’s still not answering?”

“I know a good trick.” I texted her.
Either let us know you’re alive or I’m calling your parents.

Carly read it over my shoulder, giving me a whiff of her strawberry scent. It must have been her shampoo or something.

“Her parents? Not the cops?”

I pressed send. “This threat works better.”

My phone rang immediately. “Hey. Sorry. I went out for a walk and forgot my phone and then I took a nap. What’s going on?” Her voice sounded heavy with sleep.

“Brody’s cooking. You should come home.”

“Ok sure. I had a late lunch with Colin so I’m not really hungry, but I can always make room for Brody’s food.”

I turned to Carly. “She’s coming over, and I’m sure she’s terribly sorry for not calling you back.”

“Is Carly there?” Maddy snapped at me through the phone.

“Yes. She came searching for you when you rudely didn’t bother to pick up your phone.” I was laying it on pretty thick, but Maddy would have done the same thing to me.

“Give me the phone.”

I handed the phone over to Carly.

I’m not sure what they discussed, but Carly was smiling when she handed my phone back. “She’s on her way over.”

“Brody, plan on making enough for four.” I walked over to the half wall separating the kitchen from the living area. The condo wasn’t huge, but it was nice. My parents had bought it as an investment property, and after a few years it had definitely become home. I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to be able stay at the beach, but I could think of worse places to spend my twenties.

Brody pulled out a large cutting board. “I heard. I’m glad Maddy’s coming.”

At first I thought Brody had a thing for Maddy, but it wasn’t like that at all. I don’t think he’d ever had too many female friends, and he liked having her around. He also mentioned once that she reminded him of his brother’s fiancé. Maybe she made him think about home or something.

“It’s going to be awhile though.” Brody cut up some chicken.

“Okay.” I sat back down on the couch. “Carly and I can wait.” I touched the cushion next to me.

She sat down and carefully smoothed out her skirt. Carly was different from most girls I was used to. She was shy, but not in the usual won’t make eye contact kind of way. It was more the way she handled herself. She was bubbly on the outside, but I got the feeling there was something altogether different underneath, like she was hiding something. It wasn’t my place to pry, and I already worried enough about one girl who wasn’t my girlfriend. I didn’t need to add a second.

Carly sighed. “I need to find something to do.”

“You’re looking for a job?” I turned off the TV. I hated trying to make conversation with it on. I was too easily distracted.

“Yeah. I can’t get an apartment or anything without one.”

“True enough.” I put a hand behind her on the couch. “Have you thought about applying at the Grille? I’m sure Maddy would put in a good word for you with Max.”

“I would too.” Brody stepped out of the kitchen. “And I know Max is always looking for extra help in the summer. Have you waitressed before?”

She sat up straighter. The result had her leaning more into my arm. “No… but I’m a fast learner.”

“Just let me know if you want me to talk to him.” Brody disappeared into the kitchen again.

“You could probably get something at the scuba shop if you want, running the register or something. It’s not going to be nearly as many hours though.” And it would also mean she’d be working with the asshole son of my boss. I regretted even suggesting it. She was exactly his type—innocent and young.

“Thanks.” She smiled. “Nice to know I have so many connections.”

I laughed, determined to keep things light. “Yeah, amazing connections at jobs that pay nothing and make no use of your diploma.”

“Beggars can’t be choosers. Besides, didn’t all of you go to college?”

“Yeah, but we’ve accepted we’re wasting away our lives.” At least I was trying to accept it.

She crossed her legs. “I wouldn’t call it wasting your life, just postponing the next stage.”

“What do you mean? I can’t fry fish at the Grille forever?” Brody’s laugh carried over the sound of whatever it was he was sautéing. “By the way I’m almost done.”

Carly turned toward the kitchen. “I guess that depends on how good of a chef you are.”

Brody peeked over the half wall. “You’ll find out soon.”

“Great.” She stood up. “Can I use your restroom real quick?”

“Sure, you remember where it is, right?” She’d spent the night at our place once after a game of cards went overtime.

She gave me a look of disbelief. “It hasn’t been that long.” She walked down the hall.

Brody leaned over the wall. “Be careful, man. She’s Colin’s sister.”

“What? I was just talking to her.”

“Yeah. Right.” Brody didn’t say anything else, but he didn’t have to. I was interested in Carly, but hooking up with a girl I’d have to see all the time wasn’t a good idea. I brushed off the thought. That didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy the company.

Maddy didn’t arrive alone. Colin walked in right behind her. I checked my watch twice to make sure I wasn’t imaging things. Colin was out of work on a weeknight at seven o’clock? Wonders never cease.

“What are you doing here?” I eyed Colin skeptically. “Was there a hurricane evacuation I was unaware of?”

“I could be asking you the same question. What are
you
doing here, Carly?”

“I came over looking for Maddy.”

“Uh huh.” He glanced at Macon and back at me. I got the distinct impression Maddy had mentioned the phone number exchange to him.

“And now I’ve found Maddy.” I tried to ease the slight tension. Did he really care if I hung out with Maddy’s roommates? I mean Maddy lived with these guys after all.

“I brought dessert.” Maddy held up a tray covered in tin foil.

“You baked again?” Macon asked doubtfully.

“Yes. This time I made chocolate peanut butter cookie bars.”

“It’s better than oatmeal raisin.” Macon took the tray from her and started toward the kitchen.

Maddy rested a hand on her hip. “Hey, those cookies were good.”

Colin put an arm around her. “Yes they were, babe. He knows that.” It was still weird seeing my brother in the boyfriend role.

I decided to ease the slight awkwardness that seemed to have followed Maddy and Colin in. “Is there anything I can do? Want me to set the table or something?”

“I’ll help with that too.” Maddy walked into the kitchen and handed me a pile of bowls. I got to work setting them out at their rectangular table while she folded napkins and set out the silverware. I had a brief flashback to college and setting the table for the “dinner parties” we liked to throw. We thought we were so cool and adult. I wondered how long I’d keep in touch with my college friends. My parents barely talked to theirs anymore. Then again, they barely talked to me.

“Macon, can you open the Bordeaux I have in the wine fridge?” Brody called over his shoulder.

“Wine fridge?” I looked around in surprise. “You guys have one?”

“Of course we do.” Macon bent down to open the door to what was sure enough a wine fridge hidden in the corner of the small kitchen. “We’re high class here.”

I laughed. “Yeah, I can see that.”

We all sat down around the table while Brody brought out his masterpiece. He served us all as he explained that he’d made a poulet basquaise. It was pretty much a French chicken, pepper, and tomato stew. I dug right in. It was delicious.

I took another bite. “Wow, you can really cook.”

“Glad you think so.” Brody leaned back in his chair. From his appearance I’d have never imagined he’d be the culinary type, but clearly looks can be deceiving.

I offered to clear the table, but Brody and Macon vetoed it. “Go relax, you’re a guest here.”

I shrugged and picked up my glass of wine. “If you say so.” I took a long sip of the red wine. Smooth and a little tangy, it seemed to perfectly compliment the stew.

I settled down in the same spot on the couch where I’d sat before. I eyed the remote but decided against turning the TV back on. Brody had just made us a gourmet meal. It seemed rude to follow that up with TV. Also, I’m pretty hopeless when it comes to figuring out remotes. I would end up turning off the TV twice just to figure out how to turn on the cable box.

Instead I closed my eyes and thought about the mess my life had become. I sighed.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” I opened my eyes to see Macon standing right in front of me. “I ate way too much and need to get some physical movement.”

I laughed. “You’re the second guy to ask me that this week.”

He cocked a smile. “And what did you tell the other guy?”

“No. I didn’t even know him.”

“But you know me… does that mean it’s a yes?” He turned his head to the side slightly.

“Sure. Why not?” I glanced around but didn’t see Colin. I’m sure he’d have an opinion on it, but it really didn’t matter. Still, I needed to at least tell him I was leaving.

I found him in Maddy’s room helping her pack up some more of her clothes. “Are you sure you don’t want to just pack up the last of it tonight? You stay at my place every night, aren’t you tired of having to come back and forth?”

I felt rude just standing there eavesdropping, so I interrupted. “I’m going out for a walk. I’ll either see you here or back at the house.”

Colin glanced up. “By yourself?”

“I’m going with Macon.”

He gave me his big brother scowl. “Be careful with him. He’s not the kind of guy you’re used to.”

“Because you’re an expert on the guys I hang out with?” Colin hadn’t met any of my college boyfriends. Admittedly, there were only two.

Maddy laughed. I think she enjoyed listening to our sibling banter. She had a brother too, but she never really talked about him.

Colin gave me one more long look. “Just be smart.”

Macon joined me in the doorframe. “What do you think I’m going to do to her? Seduce her out of her panties on the beach?”

I could feel the blood rush to my face. The thought of Macon and losing my underwear was too much to handle standing in my brother’s presence.

“Just shut up, Macon.” Maddy shook her head. She and Macon sounded like brother and sister themselves sometimes.

“We’ll be fine. Have a good night you two,” Macon put a hand on my shoulder and turned me toward the door. I gladly let him lead me through the condo. After a quick goodbye and thank you to Brody we headed down the steps.

“Fun dinner, huh?” Macon’s shoulder brushed against mine as we turned toward the beach. Their condo was on the ocean side of the island, and it was only steps from the sand. The nice thing about the Outer Banks is that the island is so narrow it’s hard to get too far away from the water.

“Surprisingly, yes.” I slipped off my sandals, enjoying the feel of the cool sand on my toes.

“Surprisingly?” Macon watched me the way you’d look at something you didn’t understand. Either he thought I was confusing, or he really cared about my answer. I hoped it was the latter.

I gazed out at the water, giving myself a moment before answering. “Yeah. I’m used to dinners going badly.”

“Oh really?” He kicked off his flip flops. “Care to expand on that comment?”

I kept my eyes fixed on the water. Telling Macon about what happened wasn’t exactly high on my list. Then again, it would probably sound better if I told the story then if I waited for the inevitable visit from Kim. Her hatred for me knew no limit; she’d probably try to run off any friends I had.

“Ok. Maybe that wasn’t fair of me. I’m asking you to divulge a private story without sharing one myself.”

I turned back toward him. The setting sun gave his brown hair almost a glowing effect. “You’re going to share a story with me?”

“Sure.” He smiled. “You ready for it?”

“Yeah.” I was definitely ready to learn more about Macon. I couldn’t believe he was willing to share something personal with me.

He took both of my hands in his. “I wasn’t always this cool.”

“Uh, what?” I let out a small laugh.

“I know it’s hard to believe, but I wasn’t. Ask Maddy. I was kind of nerdy at one point in my life. And to be honest, I’m probably not even cool now. I’m weirder than you’d think.”

“Good to know.” I didn’t make a move to pull my hands away. He had a strange sense of humor, but then again, so did I.

“I’m telling you this so you’ll realize that you don’t need to be intimidated about sharing anything with me. I can assure you that no matter what your story is, I’ve done something worse or even more embarrassing.”

“I don’t know why you’re telling me what I already know.”

He laughed. “Ok. Now that that’s out of the way, are you ready to talk?”

“It depends. How much time do you have?”

He released my hands, as though suddenly realizing he was holding them. I missed the contact immediately but tried to hide it.

He unhooked his watch and shoved it into the pocket of his shorts. “Our time is limitless, my dear. We have all night.”

I looked out at the water again. Why was he so curious? He barely knew me.

“So? Am I going to have to pull it out of you?”

“Pull it out of me? I’d like to see you try that.”

“Oh yeah?” He got a twinkle in his eye that made me a little nervous.

I ignored the nerves. “Yeah.”

“You’re going to wish you hadn’t said that.” He put his hands around my waist and picked me up. My stomach dropped. What was he doing? Before I could think about it for long, I was met by the cool ocean water as he tossed me into the waves.

“Macon!” I shrieked once I recovered from the shock.

He laughed. “Now are you ready to talk?”

“You’re insane!” I treaded water before trying to stand.

“Maybe, but can’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“I’ll talk if you join me.” Two could play at his game. If I was going to be soaking wet and swimming in my clothes, then so was he.