“Is anything ever that easy?” He said, chuckling. Cocky bastard. I wanted to punch him in the nose for making a jerk-off out of me. “The last thing we need is our kids getting into trouble, and relationships are nothing but trouble; if you get my drift.”
“So, let me see if I got this right, you want me to take Adrianna and Mike to the movies so they don’t hook up?”
“Exactly; you’ll be like a buffer,” Vic declared. “With you there, I know there won’t be any funny business between them and I can do my job with a clear head.”
“Fuck!” I mumbled underneath my breath, combing my fingers through my hair in frustration.
“Problem?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at my little outburst.
“No,” I paused miserably. “No problem at all.” I was going to kick Mike’s ass for putting me in this situation, not to mention, what the fuck was he doing asking Adrianna out on a date? Granted, I didn’t tell him I was itching for a taste of her myself, but still, he should know the girl was off limits. For fuck’s sake, weren’t they raised like cousins or some shit?
I bit my tongue hoping this shit would one day come to an end, that Victor would take me seriously and make me a soldier or an enforcer, anything besides a fucking babysitter. For now, I’d swallow my pride and do whatever the hell was asked of me, even if it meant sitting in torture while my pal Mike went on a date with the hottest girl in the neighborhood.
It took all the self-control I could muster up to sit beside Mike in the car as I drove to the UA theatre in Sheepshead Bay and not wrap my hands around his throat. He sat in the passenger seat with a smug smile on his face, barely talking to the beauty in the back seat. On top of refraining from throttling Mike, I also had to force myself not to steal glances at Adrianna from the rear view mirror. She had worn the shortest shorts known to man and the cutest little bohemian style shirt stretched across her chest. I understood why Vic wanted a chaperone for his daughter; with a rack like hers, she was dangerous to anyone, especially a hormonal teenager like Mike. However, Vic miscalculated, Mike wasn’t the only one unable to ignore his little girl’s assets. I was starting to feel like a fucking pervert.
I parked my car in the garage and followed them to the box office, only for Mike to turn around and face me when it was time to pay for the tickets.
“What?” I barked.
Mike raised an eyebrow at Adrianna, who in return looked down at her perfectly pedicured feet. I glanced back and forth between the two of them, neither of them speaking. Adrianna chewed on her bottom lip as Mike nudged her with his elbow waiting for her to say something. What the fuck did these two have up their sleeves? He couldn’t be expecting her to pay for her own ticket could he? Didn’t he know anything about taking a beautiful girl out on a date? Then I realized maybe this was his first legit date. Did I mention how much I hated Victor Pastore?
I leaned forward, trying not to blow up his spot in front of Adrianna – even though the little shit didn’t deserve it. “You have to pay for the tickets Mike, including hers,” I uttered through gritted teeth, hoping he got my drift.
“Nope,” he said, smiling then extended his hand, giving me a friendly pat on the shoulder. “You do.” Adrianna lifted her head at that moment, her eyes meeting mine to gage my reaction but I remained focused on Mike.
“You’re the one on the date bro,” I scoffed, peering at him suspiciously.
“Actually, I’m not.” He glanced back at Adrianna. “Where is she?”
Where was who?
“Across the street at T.G.I. Fridays,” she whispered, looking away from me.
What the fuck had just happened?
Mike walked around me, paused and then leaned into my ear.
“Spring for the popcorn,” he whispered, holding back a chuckle he eventually gave into once he was safely out of my range. I let out a wrangled breath and stared at my date, our eyes meeting for the first time. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment so I decided not to call her out on their little charade just yet.
“Two for Mr. and Mrs. Smith,” I told the girl behind the counter, reaching into my pocket for some money to slip under the glass partition. Once she handed me the tickets, I turned back to Adrianna.