“I didn’t say she was,” he said in his defense. “And I’m going to guess by how easy it is to piss you off this morning that you still didn’t get in there.”
I punched him in the stomach before pushing him away. “I warned you not to say shit like that about my girlfriend.”
“Your girlfriend?” I heard Aubrey say quietly behind me.
I swiveled around to see her standing at the edge of the kitchen, dressed in her jeans and the shirt I’d laid out for her. Her feet were bare, her red-polished toes peeking out from the hem of her jeans.
“That’s what I said,” I muttered, a little embarrassed that she caught me arguing with Jason about her and worried that she might have heard what he had been saying.
“We haven’t had that talk yet,” she pointed out.
I stormed over to Aubrey and pulled her against my chest. “Do you want to date any other guys?” I growled, pissed off at the possibility that she might say yes.
She shook her head swiftly in response. “Not at all.”
The shocked look on her face made me feel a little better since it reassured me that she wasn’t even thinking about the possibility.
“Would you be okay with me seeing any other girls?”
The shock quickly faded as her face paled. “No. Absolutely not!”
“Good, because I’m not interested in anyone else but you,” I told her.
“You better not be,” she argued, still looking a little sick at the idea.
“Do you want to be my girlfriend?” I asked.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Definitely yes.”
“Well then, there you go. We’ve had the talk now,” I said smugly before I started kissing her.
“I think I’ll eat this in my room,” Jason mumbled as he grabbed his breakfast and left us alone.
By the time we came back up for air, the plates he’d left out for us were starting to get cold so I put them in the microwave for a minute. Although he acted like an ass sometimes, Jason really was a good guy and a great friend.
I got Aubrey settled at the counter and poured her a cup of coffee. I added some milk since we didn’t have the creamer she liked and a little sugar before putting it in front of her. After grabbing the plates, I set them down and sat next to her. She stared down at her coffee and looked back up at me with a weird expression on her face.
“What?” I asked.
“You know how I like my coffee,” she said.
“Yeah. I know lots of things about you,” I admitted. “We’ve been spending a lot of time together.”
“I think you’re going to make a very good boyfriend,” she replied.
“Why? Because I know how you like your coffee? I know how Jason takes his too, but I am definitely not his boyfriend.”
“I’ve just never had a guy fix my coffee exactly the way I like it before,” she said. “It’s nice.”
“Does that mean I earned bonus points?”
She giggled at my question. “Sure. We could put it that way.”
“Good. Then I’d like to use them now. Stay here with me today until I have to head over to the rink and then come to the game tonight. I promise to be on my best behavior,” I requested, wanting more of her time. I wanted to keep her all to myself. It might make me a greedy bastard, but I just didn’t care.
“I’ve never been to a hockey game before,” she replied.
I tried to give her my best puppy-dog eyes. “Then you have to come. It’s the best sport ever. I’ve been playing it since I was four years old. You’ll love it, I promise.”
“I don’t have a ticket,” she worried.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll make sure there’s one waiting for you at the door when you get there.”
“Okay, deal,” she agreed.
“Besides, as my girlfriend, isn’t it your duty to come cheer me on at games now?” I asked.
“Don’t push it, Luka. Or you might lose those bonus points,” she said as she punched me lightly in the shoulder while laughing.
“Eh, I’m sure I can score enough today to keep me afloat,” I replied. “Maybe I’ll even let you pick out a movie to watch this afternoon.”
“You better or you’ll end up with negative points instead because I’m always stuck watching action flicks,” she warned.
“Why is that?”
“Because Lexi has the same taste in movies as all my brothers, so I’m usually out-voted whenever we go see one,” she complained.