Chapter Twenty-Five
I unclip from the board, holding it under my arm as we head to a bar that’s across the street from the village. Once we sit down, I rest my board against the wall behind us because I’m not leaving it outside to be stolen. I rode the best one I have tonight.
“You’re being a douche,” Brandon says first, his arm already up and ready for the waitress.
I lay my head in my hands. “I’m not winning first if I don’t f*****g deserve it. I’m done with that shit.”
Dax laughs and Beckett slaps me on the back, leaning in closer. “I think he’s talking about Mia.”
A piece of popcorn hits my forehead and I pick up my head.
“You like her?” Brandon asks me point blank. “I mean, I got the feeling you did on the train, but then things get a little hard and you walk? Again?”
“Bonehead
