Page 3 of My Unexpected Mate
“You know that wine is going to kill you one day,” he said, making himself comfortable on my couch.
“I don’t really care, man.”
“I hope you didn’t drive there. You look like shit. You were probably wasted as fuck yesterday.”
“Nah. Left my car here. I walked there. It was good for my rage,” I said, frowning.
“Are you still pissed off about that safe? We searched the entire house, man.”
“I know. I just can’t let it go. It’s driving me crazy. I have a feeling there is something important inside.”
He sighed and got off the couch to go and get himself a beer from my fridge. That was all there was in there. And some eggs. I was a terrible cook. I could make scrambled eggs and that’s about it. I usually ordered something or ate at Nick’s. His mom was an amazing cook.
“Want one?” he asked.
“Sure.”
He came back and sat opposite me.
“What are you going to do today? Don’t tell me you are going to Louis’s bar again,” he frowned.
“Nah, man. I need to get some today. And I need a haircut,” I said, smirking.
“Well sex is healthier than that thing Louis calls wine,” he laughed. “Well, my health is declining. I could get some today too.”
I laughed and sipped my beer. He liked seducing and fucking women even more than I did. There was a club nearby that we liked to go to. It worked illegally now so it was pretty exclusive and hard to get in. We knew the owner so had no problem getting in.
“So Moonless then?” I asked and got off the sofa.
It was already 3 pm. I slept late which was not surprising considering how drunk I was after that third bottle Louis made me drink at home.
“Yeah man, sure. Around 10?” he got off the couch and headed to the door.
“Deal.”
“Hey man, are you hungry? My mom made some lasagna,” he asked before leaving.
“Nah, man. Thanks. Give your mom a hug from me.”
“Sure will. See you after.”
I loved his mom. Mrs. Black was a kind woman. A great mom to Nick. She and my grandma always got along great. She helped my grandma to make it look like she was living alone. I asked her about the safe and if she knew what my grandma meant when she said I was important. Mrs. Black didn’t know anything. I was disappointed. I thought maybe she would have some ideas about what my grandma was talking about. After my grandma died, Mrs. Black took care of me, fed me, and comforted me. I will always be grateful to her.
I quickly ran upstairs to my bedroom and put on black jeans, a black t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. I found my car keys and got into my car. It was a new Jeep Renegade in my favorite color, black. I loved my car.
I would have to hurry up. Since the inquisition started everything had a curfew. The hair salon where I always went to get my haircut worked until 4 pm. It was now 3:20 pm and I had a 15-minute drive to the hair salon. I hoped they would have the time to give me a haircut.
15 minutes later, I parked in front of the hair salon. Nobody was in there. The lady who usually cuts my hair was sitting in one of the chairs flipping through some magazines. She was pretty. Blonde hair that reached her shoulders, blue eyes, and boobs to die for. I thought about fucking her but after getting to know her a little bit better I found out she was incredibly clingy. That would be a lot of phone calls and probably crying. Also, she was a human and it would never turn into a relationship. Not that I wanted one. That was something I didn’t do. That didn’t stop her from hitting on me every chance she had.
“Hello, Susan,” I greeted her as I walked in.
“Gabriel Richardson. Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” she said, smiling and winking.
“What can I say, Susan? My presence heals,” I joked and winked back.
I heard her heart starting to beat faster and she was blushing. One of the perks of being supernatural was the ability to charm anybody. We were irresistible. Humans were naturally drawn to us. I would have to be careful with Susan. I didn’t want to give her false hope. It just wasn’t happening.
“Well, it heals me, Gabe,” she said and blushed even more.