Foolish Games by Lilliana Anderson

Author:Lilliana Anderson [Anderson, Lilliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“I need you to stay out here,” I said to Kristian as we pulled up outside Maree and Dazza’s. As promised, he’d returned with Abbot only a couple of hours later, breezing into Jasmine’s place like they were the best of friends, which was interesting to me because I hadn’t seen them that at ease together since watching them at the wedding. It seemed they had come to an understanding. And in a move that chased some of my demons away, the first thing Kristian did was plonk himself on the couch beside me and haul me onto his lap, kissing me like he’d just returned from war. What a way to make a girl feel special.

Before we could go and choose my engagement ring, we decided it was best to do our part for the backup plan first. That involved a little grovelling to Maree and Dazza on my part. As a peace offering, I had a case of beer, a cask of wine, and a carton of cigarettes sitting on my lap.

“What if they decide to get you back for turning Dazza into Castle Grayskull yesterday?” Kristian asked as he looked toward the small house.

“I don’t know. I’m hoping the years I’ve known them and the gifts will count for something.”

“Well, if they don’t go for it and you’re in trouble, call out Battle cat.”

“Battle cat?” I laughed. He was really enjoying the He-Man references.

With a serious look, he nodded slowly. “Yes. Battle cat.”

“OK,” I said, dragging out the sound as I pushed the door open on his Ute and swung my legs out, trying to figure out how I was going to get down with everything I carried.

“At least let me carry all that shit to the door for you.”

“Nope. I’m fine,” I grunted, snaking my way out of the cab by leaning back and sliding on my butt until my feet hit the ground. When I managed the move successfully, I turned around to Kristian and gave him a triumphant smile. “Ha! I’m awesome.”

Shaking his head, he laughed. “Be careful in there, doll.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll be fine,” I said, taking a step toward the house. My foot hit the edge of a concrete manhole, causing me to trip and shriek, the slab in my hands slipping free. The beer hit the concrete with a thwack, causing the aluminium cans to crackle then hiss. Then beer sprouted up through the cardboard, saturating my shirt and hitting me in the face. “Battle cat!” I yelped, using my hands to try and stop the assaulting spray. “Battle cat!”

“Don’t just stand there taking it.” Kristian grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side of the fountain of beer, chuckling the entire time. “See, that was pretty easy, wasn’t it?” he asked, looking down at my dripping face. I stood in front of him, stinking like a brewery, my clothes wet, my hair ruined, trying not to breathe too deep so I wouldn’t suck beer up my nose.

“Battle cat,” I whimpered, feeling awfully sorry for myself.

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