We made a pit stop at a fast-food j

We made a pit stop at a fast-food joint, and because I was hungry, I ordered a hamburger and a sweet tea, but when I dug around in my purse for the limited cash I had on me, Jax had already handed over money at the drive-through.
“I have money.” I grabbed my wallet.
He slid me a bland look as he rested one arm on his window. “You ordered a hamburger and a sweet tea. I think I got it covered.”
“But I have money,” I insisted.
He arched a brow. “But I don’t need it.”
I shook my head as I started to open my wallet. “How much does it—hey!” I snapped as he took my wallet and my purse from my hands. “What the hell?”
“Like I said, honey, I got it covered.” Closing up my wallet, he dropped it in my purse and then shoved it behind his seat.
My eyes narrowed on him. “That’s so not cool.”
“A thank-you would be cool, though.”
“I didn’t ask you to pay for it.”
“So?”
I blinked at him.
Jax winked.
I drew back a little. He winked, and my lady parts were like whoa, way on board with that, which was probably a good indication I needed to pay more attention to said parts, because they were getting desperate.
And I was feeling a wee bit boy crazy, but who’d blame me?
A minute later we were back on the road and I had a huge bag of food in my lap and two sweet teas jostling around in a holder. I hadn’t really paid attention to what he’d ordered, but by the weight of the warm and wonderful-smelling bag, it was half the menu.
“You look nothing like your mother,” he said unexpectedly.
That much was true. Mom dyed her hair a sunny blond, or at least she used to. I wasn’t sure since I hadn’t seen her in a while, but the last time I’d been around her, the day I’d left Plymouth Meeting to attend Shepherd, she’d been looking . . . rough.
“Her life . . . it’s been hard. She used to be really pretty,” I heard myself saying as I stared out the window, watching the strip mall of fast-food joints disappear.
“I imagine so, if she looked anything like you.”
My gaze swung to him sharply, but he wasn’t looking at me. He wasn’t grinning or smiling. Nothing about him would’ve led me to believe that hadn’t been a genuine statement, but I wasn’t pretty, and that belief had nothing to do with a low self-esteem. I had a scar cutting across my left cheek. That tended to universally ruin features.
I didn’t know what Jax was up to and I didn’t want to find out. I had bigger and more important things to focus on and worry over.
But when I saw that Jax was turning off the main roadway, hitting a back road—a shortcut—I was staring at him again. “You know where the house is?”
He grunted out what I assumed was a yes.
“You’ve been there before?”
His hand tightened on the steering wheel. “A few times.”
A horrible thought formed in my head. “Why have you been to her house?”
“Don’t you mean our house since you used to live there?”
“Uh, no. I might’ve lived there while I was in high school, but it was never my home.”
He glanced at me, and then fixed his gaze on the road. A moment passed. “The first time I had to come out to your mom’s house was with Clyde. Mona . . . she went on a bender. Got so shitfaced that we thought we were going to have to take her to the hospital.”
I winced.
“Then a couple of times when she didn’t show up for a few days and we were worried about her.” His hand had loosened on the steering wheel and now he was tapping his fingers on it. “Every other day, Clyde or Pearl would check on her just to make sure she was doing okay.”
“And you? You would check on her, too?”
He nodded.
Biting down on my lip, I ignored the wave of muddy guilt that threatened to rise up my throat. These people, with the exception of Clyde, were virtual strangers, and here I was, family, and I wasn’t making daily, or even yearly, trips to make sure if she was alive or to find out if she’d finally overdosed. After all, I knew that was what “checking in” on her meant.
I tried to check the guilt and failed. “I’m not close with Mom. We have—”
“Calla, I figured you two weren’t close. I get it,” he cut in, tossing a reckless grin my way. And it was reckless because he had to know how powerful that half curve of his lips was and he just threw it out there, all willy-nilly. “You don’t need to explain anything to me.”
“Thanks,” I whispered before I thought about it, and then I felt stupid. All he did was nod in response.
The rest of the ride out to Mom’s house was silent, and I was surprised when he parked his truck in the driveway and followed me to the door, carrying the two sweet teas.
As I unlocked the door, I glanced up at him. “You don’t have to come in.”
“I know.” He grinned. “But I’d prefer not to eat in my truck while driving. You cool with that?”
It was on the tip of my tongue to say no, but my head had a mind of its own. I nodded as I pushed the door open.
“Great.” Jax dipped past me and entered the house before me.
“Make yourself at home,” I murmured.
He didn’t hear me because he was moving through the house stealthily, finding the switches on the wall to the lights and flipping them on. He scanned the house with an intense, wary eye, like he expected a troll to jump out from underneath the shabby couch. When he headed for the kitchen, I followed, and when he told me he needed to use the bathroom, I placed the bag on the counter and started unloading the items.
Damn, he really had been here before because he didn’t use the bathroom downstairs. I heard his feet hit the stairs, and I wondered why he’d chosen the one upstairs, but my brain was too overworked to really give it too much thought. By the time he returned, I’d found my one hamburger among the array of food he’d gotten.
Jax pulled out a chair next to me and dropped down in it with grace. He was sitting to my right. “So.” He drew the word out as he unwrapped a chicken sandwich. “How long are you planning on being here?”
I shrugged a shoulder as I plucked the pickles off my sandwich. “Don’t know yet.”
“Probably not long, right? There isn’t shit to do around here, and with your mom out doing her thing, there aren’t many reasons to hang around.” There was a pause. “You going to eat those pickles?” When I shook my head, he helped himself to them.
I didn’t respond and I got two bites in before he spoke again.
“You in college? Shepherd?”
My hands stopped halfway to my mouth. “How did you know?”
He’d moved on to his hamburger, placing the borrowed pickles under the bun. “Clyde talks about you every once in a while. So does Mona.”
Every muscle locked up and my stomach soured. Anything that my mother had to say about me could not be good.
Silence fell between us while he removed one of the buns and folded his sandwich into a one-bun burrito. “So, what you studying?”
I dropped my half-eaten burger on its wrapper. “Nursing.”
His brows rose as he let out a low whistle. “Well, my fantasies involving nurses in little white skirts just got a whole lot richer.”
My eyes narrowed at him.
He grinned. “What made you pick nursing?”
Focusing on rolling up my discarded burger in its wrapper, I shrugged again. I knew exactly why, but the answer wasn’t easy to admit, so I changed the subject. “What about you?”
“You mean, what do I do besides bartending?” He finished off the hamburger and grabbed for the fries.
“Yeah.” I watched him. “Besides that and eating a lot.”
Jax laughed that deep, sexy laugh again. “Right now, I’m just bartending. Got my fingers in a few other things.”
He didn’t elaborate, like me, and so I didn’t push it, but that also left very little to talk about.
“Fry?”
I shook my head.
“Come on. It’s the best part of eating fast food. You can’t turn down a fry.” Those eyes of his warmed even more. “It’s pure grease, carbs, and salt. Heaven.”
My lips twitched. “You don’t look like you eat a lot of carbs.”
One broad shoulder rose. “I run every day. Hit the gym before I hit the bar. Means I eat what I want, when I want. Otherwise, life would suck if you spent half your time begrudging yourself of shit you want.”
God, did I know how super-true that was.
So I took a fry. And then two. Okay, maybe five fries before I got up to throw away our trash in a little bin that surprisingly had a fresh trash bag in it. As I washed off my hands, Jax stood and made his way over to the fridge, letting out another low whistle as he opened it up. I had no idea what he was doing. The fridge was empty with the exception of condiments.
He shut the door and propped his hip against the countertop. Taking in the buttercup-colored walls—walls that Clyde had painted before we moved in—and the scratched surface of the small round table we ate at, he drew in a deep breath and his striking face got all serious. Jaw set. Full lips thinned. Eyes deepened to a dark brown, almost mahogany.
“You’re not staying here,” he announced.
I blinked as I shifted so my right side was visible to him. “Thought we already had this conversation.”
“There’s no food in the fridge.”
“Yeah, I kind of noticed that.” I paused, crossing my arms. “There also wouldn’t be food at a hotel—a hotel I’d have to pay for.”
Jax angled his body toward mine, and my gaze dropped. Narrow waist and hips. Definitely a runner. “Hotels aren’t that expensive around here.”
Irritation pricked along my skin. I knew I was going to have to go to the grocery store at some point, because I did plan on staying, which meant I needed food. I also needed my car to be functional, so that was God knows how much money I’d have to spend. I knew that the longer I stayed here, the quicker I’d blow through my funds, but it was seriously my only option. I had no other place to go, at least not until school started back up in late August.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

We made a pit stop at a fast-food joint, and because I was hungry, I ordered a hamburger and a sweet tea, but when I dug around in my purse for the limited cash I had on me, Jax had already handed over money at the drive-through.“I have money.” I grabbed my wallet.He slid me a bland look as he rested one arm on his window. “You ordered a hamburger and a sweet tea. I think I got it covered.”“But I have money,” I insisted.He arched a brow. “But I don’t need it.”I shook my head as I started to open my wallet. “How much does it—hey!” I snapped as he took my wallet and my purse from my hands. “What the hell?”“Like I said, honey, I got it covered.” Closing up my wallet, he dropped it in my purse and then shoved it behind his seat.My eyes narrowed on him. “That’s so not cool.”“A thank-you would be cool, though.”“I didn’t ask you to pay for it.”“So?”I blinked at him.Jax winked.I drew back a little. He winked, and my lady parts were like whoa, way on board with that, which was probably a good indication I needed to pay more attention to said parts, because they were getting desperate.And I was feeling a wee bit boy crazy, but who’d blame me?A minute later we were back on the road and I had a huge bag of food in my lap and two sweet teas jostling around in a holder. I hadn’t really paid attention to what he’d ordered, but by the weight of the warm and wonderful-smelling bag, it was half the menu.“You look nothing like your mother,” he said unexpectedly.That much was true. Mom dyed her hair a sunny blond, or at least she used to. I wasn’t sure since I hadn’t seen her in a while, but the last time I’d been around her, the day I’d left Plymouth Meeting to attend Shepherd, she’d been looking . . . rough.“Her life . . . it’s been hard. She used to be really pretty,” I heard myself saying as I stared out the window, watching the strip mall of fast-food joints disappear.“I imagine so, if she looked anything like you.”My gaze swung to him sharply, but he wasn’t looking at me. He wasn’t grinning or smiling. Nothing about him would’ve led me to believe that hadn’t been a genuine statement, but I wasn’t pretty, and that belief had nothing to do with a low self-esteem. I had a scar cutting across my left cheek. That tended to universally ruin features.I didn’t know what Jax was up to and I didn’t want to find out. I had bigger and more important things to focus on and worry over.But when I saw that Jax was turning off the main roadway, hitting a back road—a shortcut—I was staring at him again. “You know where the house is?”He grunted out what I assumed was a yes.“You’ve been there before?”His hand tightened on the steering wheel. “A few times.”A horrible thought formed in my head. “Why have you been to her house?”“Don’t you mean our house since you used to live there?”“Uh, no. I might’ve lived there while I was in high school, but it was never my home.”He glanced at me, and then fixed his gaze on the road. A moment passed. “The first time I had to come out to your mom’s house was with Clyde. Mona . . . she went on a bender. Got so shitfaced that we thought we were going to have to take her to the hospital.”I winced.“Then a couple of times when she didn’t show up for a few days and we were worried about her.” His hand had loosened on the steering wheel and now he was tapping his fingers on it. “Every other day, Clyde or Pearl would check on her just to make sure she was doing okay.”“And you? You would check on her, too?”He nodded.Biting down on my lip, I ignored the wave of muddy guilt that threatened to rise up my throat. These people, with the exception of Clyde, were virtual strangers, and here I was, family, and I wasn’t making daily, or even yearly, trips to make sure if she was alive or to find out if she’d finally overdosed. After all, I knew that was what “checking in” on her meant.I tried to check the guilt and failed. “I’m not close with Mom. We have—”“Calla, I figured you two weren’t close. I get it,” he cut in, tossing a reckless grin my way. And it was reckless because he had to know how powerful that half curve of his lips was and he just threw it out there, all willy-nilly. “You don’t need to explain anything to me.”"Terima kasih," bisikku sebelum aku berpikir tentang itu, dan kemudian aku merasa bodoh. Semua yang dia lakukan adalah nod respon.Sisa perjalanan keluar ke rumah ibu adalah diam, dan saya terkejut ketika ia diparkir truk-nya di jalan masuk dan mengikuti saya ke pintu, membawa dua teh manis.Ketika saya membuka pintu, aku melirik ke atas dirinya. "Anda tidak perlu datang.""Aku tahu." Dia menyeringai. "Tapi saya lebih suka untuk tidak makan dalam truk saat mengemudi. Anda keren dengan itu?"Pada ujung lidah saya untuk mengatakan tidak, tapi kepalaku punya pikiran sendiri. Aku mengangguk seperti aku mendorong pintu terbuka."Besar." JAX dicelup melewati saya dan memasuki rumah sebelumnya saya."Membuat sendiri di rumah," saya bersungut.Ia tidak mendengar saya karena ia bergerak melalui rumah diam-diam, menemukan switch pada dinding untuk lampu dan membalik mereka pada. Ia memindai rumah dengan mengawasi intens, waspada, seperti yang dia harapkan troll melompat keluar dari bawah sofa lusuh. Ketika ia menuju dapur, saya mengikuti, dan ketika dia bilang dia diperlukan untuk menggunakan kamar mandi, aku meletakkan tas di meja dan mulai bongkar muat barang.Sialan, ia benar-benar berada di sini sebelumnya karena ia tidak menggunakan kamar mandi lantai bawah. Aku mendengar kakinya memukul tangga, dan aku bertanya-tanya mengapa ia memilih lantai satu, tetapi otak saya adalah terlalu terlalu banyak bekerja untuk benar-benar memberikan terlalu banyak berpikir. Pada saat ia kembali, aku menemukan hamburger saya satu di antara array yang ia telah mendapat makanan.JAX ditarik keluar kursi di samping saya dan jatuh di dalamnya dengan kasih karunia. Dia duduk ke kanan. "Jadi" Dia menarik kata sebagai dia membukanya sandwich ayam. "Berapa lama Anda berencana berada di sini?"Aku mengangkat bahu bahu seperti saya dipetik pickles off sandwich saya. "Belum tahu.""Mungkin tidak lama, kan? Tidak ada kotoran harus dilakukan di sini, dan dengan ibumu keluar melakukan hal-nya, tidak ada banyak alasan untuk menggantung di sekitar. " Ada jeda. "Anda akan makan acar mereka?" Ketika saya menganggukkan kepala, ia membantu dirinya kepada mereka.Saya tidak menanggapi dan aku punya dua gigitan di sebelum dia berbicara lagi."Anda di perguruan tinggi? Gembala?"Tangan saya berhenti setengah jalan untuk mulut saya. "Bagaimana Anda tahu?"Dia telah pindah ke hamburger nya, menempatkan acar dipinjam di bawah bun. "Clyde berbicara tentang Anda setiap sekali dalam beberapa saat. Jadi Apakah Mona."Setiap otot yang terkunci dan perut saya memburuk. Apa pun yang ibu saya harus katakan tentang saya tidak bisa menjadi baik.Diam jatuh antara kami sementara ia dihapus salah satu roti dan dilipat sandwich Nya menjadi satu-bun burrito. "Jadi, apa yang Anda belajar?"Aku menjatuhkan burger dimakan setengah saya pada yang dipakai. "Perawatan."Alis nya naik saat dia membiarkan keluar peluit rendah. "Yah, fantasi saya melibatkan perawat di rok putih kecil hanya mendapat jauh lebih kaya."Mataku menyempitkan kepadanya.Dia menyeringai. "Apa yang membuat Anda memilih Keperawatan?"Berfokus pada menggulung burger saya dibuang dalam yang dipakai, saya shrugged lagi. Aku tahu persis mengapa, tetapi jawabannya tidak mudah untuk mengakui, jadi aku mengubah subjek. "Bagaimana Anda?""Anda berarti, apa yang harus saya lakukan selain bartending?" Dia diakhiri hamburger dan menyambar kentang goreng."ya." Aku menyaksikannya. "Selain itu dan makan banyak."JAX tertawa yang mendalam, seksi tertawa lagi. "Sekarang, aku hanya bartending. Punya jari-jari saya beberapa hal-hal lain."Ia tidak rumit, seperti saya, dan jadi aku tidak memaksa itu, tapi itu juga pergi sedikit untuk berbicara tentang."Menggoreng?"Saya menganggukkan kepala."Ayo. Ini adalah bagian terbaik dari makan makanan cepat saji. Anda tidak dapat menolak goreng." Mata nya hangat bahkan lebih. "Ini adalah murni lemak, karbohidrat, dan garam. Surga."Bibir saya twitched. "Anda tidak terlihat seperti Anda makan banyak karbohidrat."Naik satu bahu yang luas. "Saya menjalankan setiap hari. Memukul gym sebelum aku memukul bar. Berarti aku makan apa yang saya inginkan, ketika aku ingin. Jika tidak, hidup akan mengisap jika Anda menghabiskan separuh waktu Anda begrudging diri dari omong kosong yang Anda inginkan."Allah, yang saya tahu bagaimana Super benar itu.Jadi saya mengambil goreng. Dan kemudian dua. Oke, mungkin lima goreng sebelum aku bangun untuk membuang sampah kita dalam bin kecil yang mengherankan segar sampah tas di dalamnya. Seperti yang saya dicuci off tanganku, Jax berdiri dan berjalan ke arah ke kulkas, membiarkan keluar peluit rendah lain seperti dia membukanya. Aku tidak tahu apa yang dia lakukan. Kulkas itu kosong dengan pengecualian bumbu.He shut the door and propped his hip against the countertop. Taking in the buttercup-colored walls—walls that Clyde had painted before we moved in—and the scratched surface of the small round table we ate at, he drew in a deep breath and his striking face got all serious. Jaw set. Full lips thinned. Eyes deepened to a dark brown, almost mahogany.“You’re not staying here,” he announced.I blinked as I shifted so my right side was visible to him. “Thought we already had this conversation.”“There’s no food in the fridge.”“Yeah, I kind of noticed that.” I paused, crossing my arms. “There also wouldn’t be food at a hotel—a hotel I’d have to pay for.”Jax angled his body toward mine, and my gaze dropped. Narrow waist and hips. Definitely a runner. “Hotels aren’t that expensive around here.”Irritation pricked along my skin. I knew I was going to have to go to the grocery store at some point, because I did plan on staying, which meant I needed food. I also needed my car to be functional, so that was God knows how much money I’d have to spend. I knew that the longer I stayed here, the quicker I’d blow through my funds, but it was seriously my only option. I had no other place to go, at least not until school started back up in late August.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Kami membuat pit-stop di sebuah restoran cepat saji, dan karena aku merasa lapar, saya memesan hamburger dan teh manis, tapi ketika aku menggali di dalam tas saya untuk kas terbatas aku pada saya, Jax sudah menyerahkan uang di drive-through.
"Saya punya uang." Aku meraih dompetku.
Dia meluncur saya lihat hambar karena ia beristirahat satu tangan di jendela. "Anda memesan hamburger dan teh manis. Saya pikir saya punya itu tertutup. "
"Tapi saya punya uang," aku bersikeras.
Dia mengangkat alis. "Tapi aku tidak membutuhkannya."
Aku menggeleng saat aku mulai membuka dompet saya. "Berapa itu-hey!" Bentakku saat ia mengambil dompet dan tas dari tangan saya. "Apa-apaan ini?"
"Seperti saya katakan, Sayang, aku mendapatkannya tertutup." Penutupan dompet saya, ia menjatuhkannya di tas saya dan kemudian mendorong di belakang kursinya.
Mataku menyipit pada dirinya. "Itu sangat tidak keren."
"Ucapan terima kasih akan menjadi dingin, meskipun."
"Saya tidak meminta Anda untuk membayar untuk itu."
"Jadi?"
Aku berkedip padanya.
Jax mengedipkan mata.
Aku menarik kembali sedikit. Dia mengedipkan mata, dan bagian wanita saya seperti whoa, cara di papan dengan itu, yang mungkin merupakan indikasi yang baik yang saya butuhkan untuk lebih memperhatikan kata bagian, karena mereka semakin putus asa.
Dan aku merasa sedikit anak wee gila, tapi yang akan menyalahkan saya?
Satu menit kemudian kami kembali di jalan dan aku punya tas besar makanan di pangkuan saya dan dua teh manis berdesak-desakan di dalam pemegang. Aku tidak benar-benar memperhatikan apa yang ia memerintahkan, tapi dengan berat hangat dan indah berbau tas, itu setengah menu.
"Kau tampak tidak seperti ibumu," katanya tiba-tiba.
Itu banyak benar . Ibu mengecat rambutnya pirang cerah, atau setidaknya dulu. Saya tidak yakin karena saya tidak melihatnya dalam beberapa saat, tapi terakhir kali saya pernah di sekelilingnya, hari aku meninggalkan Plymouth Meeting untuk menghadiri Shepherd, dia telah mencari. . . kasar.
"Hidupnya. . . itu sulit. Dia digunakan untuk menjadi benar-benar cantik, "aku mendengar diriku berkata saat aku menatap keluar jendela, menonton mal makanan cepat saji sendi menghilang.
"Saya membayangkan begitu, jika dia tampak sesuatu seperti Anda."
Pandanganku mengayunkan dia tajam, tapi dia tidak menatapku. Dia tidak menyeringai atau tersenyum. Apa-apa tentang dia pasti sudah membawa saya untuk percaya bahwa tidak pernah pernyataan asli, tapi aku tidak cantik, dan keyakinan bahwa tidak ada hubungannya dengan harga diri rendah. Aku punya bekas luka pemotongan di pipi kiri saya. Yang cenderung universal merusak fitur.
Saya tidak tahu apa yang Jax naik ke dan saya tidak ingin mencari tahu. Aku memiliki hal-hal yang lebih besar dan lebih penting untuk fokus pada dan khawatir atas.
Tapi ketika saya melihat bahwa Jax telah mematikan jalan utama, memukul jalan-back shortcut-aku menatapnya lagi. "Anda tahu di mana rumah itu?"
Dia mendengus apa yang saya duga ya.
"Kau sudah ada sebelumnya?"
Tangannya mencengkeram setir. "Beberapa kali."
Sebuah pemikiran yang mengerikan terbentuk di kepala saya. "Mengapa Anda pernah ke rumahnya?"
"Apakah kamu tidak berarti rumah kami karena Anda digunakan untuk tinggal di sana?"
"Eh, tidak. Aku mungkin sudah tinggal di sana sementara aku berada di sekolah tinggi, tapi itu tidak pernah di rumah saya. "
Dia melirik saya, dan kemudian tetap pandangannya di jalan. Sesaat berlalu. "Pertama kali saya harus datang ke rumah ibumu adalah dengan Clyde. Mona. . . ia melanjutkan penyok. Punya begitu shitfaced yang kami pikir kami akan harus membawanya ke rumah sakit. "
Aku meringis.
"Kemudian beberapa kali ketika dia tidak muncul selama beberapa hari dan kami khawatir tentang dia." Tangannya memiliki melonggarkan pada roda kemudi dan sekarang ia menekan jari-jarinya di atasnya. "Setiap hari, Clyde atau Pearl akan memeriksa nya hanya untuk memastikan dia baik-baik saja."
"Dan kau? Anda akan memeriksa dia juga? "
Dia mengangguk.
Menggigit bibir bawah saya, saya mengabaikan gelombang bersalah berlumpur yang mengancam untuk bangkit tenggorokanku. Orang-orang ini, dengan pengecualian Clyde, adalah orang asing virtual, dan di sini aku, keluarga, dan saya tidak membuat setiap hari, atau bahkan tahunan, perjalanan untuk memastikan apakah dia masih hidup atau untuk mengetahui apakah ia akhirnya akan overdosis . Setelah semua, aku tahu itu apa "memeriksa" pada dirinya berarti.
Aku mencoba untuk memeriksa rasa bersalah dan gagal. "Saya tidak menutup dengan Mom. Kami punya- "
"Calla, saya pikir kalian berdua tidak dekat. Aku mendapatkannya, "ia memotong di, melempar senyum nekat jalan. Dan itu nekat karena ia harus tahu bagaimana kuat bahwa setengah lekuk bibirnya itu dan ia hanya melemparkan itu di luar sana, semua mau tak mau. "Anda tidak perlu menjelaskan apa-apa kepada saya."
"Terima kasih," bisikku sebelum aku berpikir tentang hal itu, dan kemudian saya merasa bodoh. Semua yang dia lakukan adalah mengangguk sebagai jawaban.
Sisa perjalanan ke rumah Ibu diam, dan saya terkejut ketika ia memarkir truknya di jalan masuk dan mengikuti saya ke pintu, membawa dua teh manis.
Ketika aku membuka pintu , aku melirik ke arahnya. "Anda tidak harus datang."
"Aku tahu." Dia menyeringai. "Tapi aku lebih suka untuk tidak makan di truk saat mengemudi. Anda dingin dengan itu? "
Itu di ujung lidah saya untuk mengatakan tidak, tapi kepala saya memiliki pikiran sendiri. Aku mengangguk saat aku membuka pintu.
"Great." Jax dicelupkan melewati saya dan masuk ke rumah sebelum aku.
"Membuat sendiri di rumah," gumamku.
Dia tidak mendengar saya karena ia bergerak melalui rumah diam-diam, menemukan switch di dinding untuk lampu dan membalik mereka pada. Dia dipindai rumah dengan intens, mata waspada, seperti yang ia harapkan troll melompat keluar dari bawah sofa lusuh. Ketika ia menuju dapur, aku mengikuti, dan ketika dia bilang dia dibutuhkan untuk menggunakan kamar mandi, saya ditempatkan tas di meja dan mulai bongkar barang.
Sial, dia benar-benar telah di sini sebelum karena dia tidak menggunakan Kamar mandi di lantai bawah. Aku mendengar kakinya tertimpa tangga, dan aku bertanya-tanya mengapa ia memilih satu di lantai atas, tapi otak saya terlalu banyak bekerja untuk benar-benar memberikan terlalu banyak berpikir. Pada saat dia kembali, aku menemukan satu hamburger saya di antara berbagai makanan dia mendapat.
Jax menarik kursi di sebelah saya dan turun di dalamnya dengan rahmat. Dia duduk di sebelah kanan saya. "So." Dia menarik kata keluar saat ia membuka bungkusan sandwich ayam. "Berapa lama Anda berencana untuk berada di sini?"
Aku mengangkat bahu karena saya dipetik acar off sandwich saya. "Belum tahu."
"Mungkin tidak lama, kan? Ada tidak kotoran harus dilakukan di sini, dan dengan ibu Anda keluar melakukan hal-nya, tidak ada banyak alasan untuk menggantung di sekitar. "Ada jeda. "Anda akan makan mereka acar?" Ketika Aku menggeleng, ia membantu dirinya kepada mereka.
Saya tidak menanggapi dan saya punya dua gigitan sebelum ia berbicara lagi.
"Anda di perguruan tinggi? Shepherd? "
Tanganku berhenti setengah jalan ke mulut saya. "Bagaimana kau tahu?"
Dia pindah ke hamburger nya, menempatkan acar meminjam di bawah Sanggul. "Clyde berbicara tentang Anda setiap sekali dalam beberapa saat. Begitu juga Mona. "
Setiap otot terkunci dan perut saya memburuk. Apa pun yang ibu saya harus katakan tentang saya tidak bisa baik.
Diam jatuh di antara kami saat dia dihapus salah satu roti dan dilipat sandwich-nya menjadi burrito satu-bun. "Jadi, apa yang Anda belajar?"
Aku menjatuhkan saya setengah dimakan burger di bungkus nya. "Perawatan."
Alis Nya naik saat ia bersiul rendah. "Nah, fantasi saya melibatkan perawat di rok putih kecil hanya mendapat jauh lebih kaya."
Mataku menyipit ke arahnya.
Dia tersenyum. "Apa yang membuat Anda memilih menyusui?"
Fokus pada menggulung saya burger dibuang di bungkus, saya mengangkat bahu lagi. Saya tahu persis mengapa, tapi jawabannya tidak mudah mengakui, jadi aku mengubah topik pembicaraan. "Bagaimana dengan Anda?"
"Maksudmu, apa yang harus saya lakukan selain bartending?" Dia selesai dari hamburger dan meraih untuk kentang goreng.
"Ya." Aku melihat dia. "Selain itu, dan makan banyak."
Jax tertawa yang mendalam, tertawa seksi lagi. "Saat ini, aku hanya bartending. Punya jari-jari saya di beberapa hal lainnya. "
Dia tidak menjelaskan, seperti saya, dan jadi saya tidak mendorongnya, tapi itu juga meninggalkan sangat sedikit untuk berbicara tentang.
"Fry?"
Aku menggeleng.
"Ayo . Ini adalah bagian terbaik dari makan makanan cepat saji. Anda tidak dapat menolak goreng. "Mata dari menghangatkan nya bahkan lebih. "Ini minyak murni, karbohidrat, dan garam. Surga. "
Bibirku bergerak-gerak. "Anda tidak terlihat seperti Anda makan banyak karbohidrat."
Satu bahu luas naik. "Saya berjalan setiap hari. Memukul gym sebelum aku memukul bar. Berarti aku makan apa yang saya inginkan, ketika saya ingin. Jika tidak, hidup akan menyedot jika Anda menghabiskan setengah waktu Anda begrudging diri dari kotoran yang Anda inginkan. "
Tuhan, saya tahu bagaimana super-benar adalah.
Jadi saya mengambil goreng. Dan kemudian dua. Oke, mungkin lima goreng sebelum aku bangun untuk membuang sampah kita di bin kecil yang mengejutkan memiliki kantong sampah segar di dalamnya. Seperti yang saya dicuci tangan saya, Jax berdiri dan berjalan ke lemari es, membiarkan keluar peluit rendah lain saat ia membukanya. Aku tidak tahu apa yang dia lakukan. Kulkas itu kosong dengan pengecualian dari bumbu.
Dia menutup pintu dan menyandarkan pinggulnya terhadap meja. Mengambil di dinding-dinding buttercup berwarna yang Clyde telah dicat sebelum kami pindah-dan permukaan tergores dari meja bundar kecil yang kita makan di, ia menarik napas dalam-dalam dan wajah mencolok mendapat semua yang serius. Jaw set. Bibir penuh menipis. Mata diperdalam untuk coklat gelap, hampir mahoni.
"Kau tidak tinggal di sini," katanya.
Aku berkedip saat aku bergeser sehingga sisi kanan saya terlihat kepadanya. "Pemikiran kami sudah memiliki percakapan ini."
"Tidak ada makanan di lemari es."
"Ya, aku agak melihat bahwa." Aku berhenti, melintasi lengan saya. "Ada juga tidak akan makanan di hotel-hotel aku harus bayar."
Jax miring tubuhnya ke arah saya, dan tatapan saya turun. Sempit pinggang dan pinggul. Pasti pelari. "Hotel tidak begitu mahal di sini."
Iritasi menusuk bersama kulit saya. Aku tahu aku akan harus pergi ke toko kelontong di beberapa titik, karena saya berencana untuk tinggal, yang berarti saya membutuhkan makanan. Saya juga diperlukan mobil saya untuk menjadi fungsional, jadi itu Tuhan yang tahu berapa banyak uang yang saya harus menghabiskan. Saya tahu bahwa semakin lama saya tinggal di sini, semakin cepat aku meniup melalui dana saya, tapi itu serius satunya pilihan saya. Aku tidak punya tempat lain untuk pergi, paling tidak sampai sekolah dimulai kembali pada akhir Agustus.