I looked up as Y/N walked into the shack. I instantly smiled when she looked over at me.
"Morning, Y/N," I said, not sounding as relaxed as she did. "How was your weekend?"
"Not too bad," she shrugged. "Mainly just sat at home and ran a few errands. What about you?"
"I did absolutely nothing." I cringed when that sounded phony.
"Sometimes nothing is good," she winked. She sent me a smile before walking into the women's locker room.
"That was just sad."
I sighed as Mitch walked out of his office and sat on the corner of my desk.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I said, awkwardly clearing my throat.
He sent me a look before rolling his eyes. "You have a thing for Y/N."
"What? I don't. . . I wasn't. . ."
"Come on, man," he scoffed. "You have had a thing for Y/N since your first day. I'm pretty sure she distracted you during your training."
"My training?" It was my turn to scoff. "You mean that useless competition you made me compete in?"
He just smirked as he stood up and patted me on the back. I rolled my eyes and started gathering what I needed for my shift. Y/N and I have been put on the same shift since my second week. A part of me thinks Mitch did that on purpose just to torment me.
I looked up right as Y/N walked out of the locker room in her swimsuit. I couldn't stop watching her as she pulled her hair up effortlessly in a perfect ponytail. When I finally looked away from her, I saw Mitch smirking at me.
"You ready to save some lives, Brody?" She asked as I looked back over at her.
"Just call me Superman."
I heard Mitch groan, but I didn't focus on him because Y/N laughed. "Alright, Superman," she teased. "But no jumping off the boardwalk. I'm not diving in after you."
Without warning, Y/N grabbed the keys to the four-wheeler and tossed them to me. She sent me a wink as she walked outside. I cleared my throat and ignored Mitch's smirk as I slipped off my hoodie and followed Y/N outside.
My breath got caught in my throat as I glanced over and saw Y/N bend down to unhook the four-wheeler from the gas tank. I cleared my throat and jogged down the steps.
"You aren't taking the other one?" I asked when she didn't go to the four-wheeler she usually drives.
"Nope," she sighed. "Ronnie didn't plug it in after his shift last night, so I'm hitching a ride with you."
I smiled as I got on the four-wheeler and turned it on. I bit my lip when I felt Y/N grab my shoulders for stability as she got on behind me. I tried to ignore the chaos in my stomach as she straddled me and wrapped her arms around my waist.
"You ready, Superman?"
"Ready, Lois Lane."
I waited eagerly for her reaction. I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding when she laughed.
"I like that," she chuckled. "Partners in crime: Superman and Lois Lane."
* * * * *
Y/N continued to call me Superman and I continued to call her Lois Lane all week. Whenever we did in front of Mitch, he sent me a knowing smirk. Friday, I walked into the shack and overheard a conversation I wish I hadn't.
"Where is he taking you?" Summer asked Y/N.
"Well, we're meeting here and then getting dinner," Y/N explained. "He wants to walk down the boardwalk and get to know each other better.
I jumped when the girls all squealed. Ronnie walked in, almost bumping into me because I hadn't moved.
"What's going on?" He laughed as he nodded towards the girls.
"I don't know," I mumbled.
"Y/N is going on a date after work," Mitch said as he walked by us. He sent me a look before walking over to the girls.
"As long as he keeps his hands to himself," he jokingly warned, "I won't have a problem. I'll hunt him down and kick his ass."
"I'll be fine," Y/N chuckled. "I can handle myself."
"I know you can," Mitch winked. He sent me a teasing look before walking to his office. I waited until everybody had headed to their shift before walking over to Y/N.
"So umm. . . A date, huh?" I asked.
"Yeah," she chuckled. "Summer and CJ talked me into joining this dating app. I matched with this guy and we've been sorta talking. I don't know. He asked me out and. . . We'll see."
"That's. . . Cool," I said, not even sounding convincing to myself.
"Matt," she smiled. "I'll be fine, okay? It's just a date."
"With a stranger," I mumbled.
"Hey," she said, gently grabbing my arm. "I'll be fine. If anything happens. . ."
"You call me and I will come kick his ass," I said before I could stop myself.
"Matt," she giggled. "I'll be fine. Okay? I can handle myself."
"I know," I sighed. "I just. . ."
I cleared my throat when I didn't finish my sentence. She smiled as she pulled me into her chest and wrapped her arms around me. It took me a second before I wrapped my arms around her waist.
"I'll be fine," she reassured. "And if I do need help, I know who to call."
* * * * *
After work, I found myself on edge. I kept checking the clock on the wall, my stomach in knots the closer it got to 6. Y/N's date was supposed to meet her here at 6 and then take her to dinner.
My breath got caught in my throat when Y/N walked out of the locker room. She was wearing a short dress and her hair was flowing down her shoulders. I bit my lip when I noticed she put makeup on.
"So?" She asked, smoothing out her dress. "How do I look? Do you think he'll like it?"
"If he doesn't, he's an idiot."
"Thanks, Matt," she said, her voice changing slightly.
Y/N sighed and walked over to the couch, sitting on the armrest. As she played with the seam of her dress, I noticed her hands were shaking. I walked over and sat on the couch next to her.
"You okay?" I asked. When she didn't stop playing with her dress, I reached over and grabbed her hand.
"Y/N," I said softly.
"I hate that I agreed to this," she mumbled.
"Then don't go."
I cleared my throat when she looked up at me. I opened and closed my mouth, struggling to find a way to ease the tension.
"You don't have to go on a date with a stranger, Y/N. If you aren't comfortable with online dating then why did you agree to it?"
"I don't know," she sighed. I looked up and blushed when I noticed her still holding my hand. I forced myself to refocus when she kept continued, "The girls were so excited about it and I guess I just got swept up in it all."
"Well," I hesitated, trying to gather the courage. "If you want a way out, you could say you forgot you had plans with a coworker. Then maybe you and I could. . ."
I was cut off when Summer, CJ, and Stephanie came running into the shack, giggling and excitedly complimenting her. I jumped up and quickly went to my desk. I glanced back over at her to see her already looking at me, sending me an apologetic shrug. I opened my mouth but quickly shut it. I sighed as I headed into the locker room to get my stuff.
After stalling for ten minutes, I finally headed out to my motorcycle. As I left the shack, I looked up and froze. I watched as Y/N greeted a guy. I clenched my fists when he touched her arm.
"Wanna follow them?"
I jumped at the sudden voice. I looked over my shoulder to see Mitch locking the shack, his eyes on Y/N and her date.
"Hell yeah," he chuckled. "Let's go."
* * * * *
Mitch and I followed Y/N throughout her date. We followed them to the beachfront restaurant. We followed them to the ice cream parlor. And we followed them as they walked down the boardwalk. We were currently hiding behind a cement slab as Y/N and her date stopped on the boardwalk. They sat on a bench and continued talking.
Suddenly, Y/N looked over her shoulder, straight at us. We quickly ducked, holding our breath in hopes that she didn't see us. When we thought the coast was clear, we slowly sat back up. We jumped when Y/N was right in front of us.
"Hey, Y/N," Mitch said, slightly stuttering. "How's your night going?"
"Why are you guys following me?"
"What makes you think we're following you?" I tried to act innocent.
She sighed as she crossed her arms over her chest and shifted her weight to one foot. Mitch cleared his throat as we stood up.
"I'm sorry, Y/N," he sighed. "We wanted to make sure he didn't do anything we didn't like. We were just trying to watch your back."
"I appreciate your concern," she chuckled. "Thank you for worrying, but I'm fine. In fact. . ."
She looked over her shoulder, a small sigh leaving her lips. When she looked back at us, she had an odd look on her face.
"The date's over."
"Really?" I asked, failing to not sound as relieved as I actually was.
"Was it because of us?" Mitch asked.
"No," she sighed. "The date ending before 8 had nothing to do with you two. It was very clear that the only thing he wanted was to hook up."
"I'm sorry, kiddo. Guys suck." Mitch sighed. Y/N laughed as she slightly shook her head. "Sorry again that we followed you. I'll see you Monday?"
"See you Monday," Y/N smiled. We watched as Mitch turned on his heel and left. When Y/N turned towards me, I scratched the back of my neck.
"So," she said, holding in a laugh, "I understand why Mitch followed me, but why did you?"
"Well," I said as I reached up and nervously scratched the back of my head.
"Let me present a hypothetical for you," she smirked, "then you can tell me whether or not it's accurate."
"Okay," I stuttered.
"Imagine two coworkers who have worked together for quite some time," she started to explain. "As they spend more time together, something changes. One friend gets asked out on a date and the other friend is nervous. Now he might be nervous because he's protective of his friend, but he could also be nervous because he's possessive of her. Maybe it's more than that. Maybe he has feelings for this friend?"
"Well. . . I thought. . . I wasn't sure. . ."
Y/N cut off my stuttering by standing on her toes and pressing a soft kiss to my cheek. As soon as she pulled away, that spot on my face burned. She set me a knowing look as she took a few steps back.
"Whenever he is ready and has the balls to ask out his "friend", I'm sure she'll say yes."
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