Chapter 17
Trevor looked at his phone, it was almost 7:30 P.M., and he hadn’t heard from Jordan. He wanted so badly to call him or throw a text, but he didn’t want to seem too pushy. Jordan told him he would call when he was done doing inventory with his brother. s**t, he didn’t want to be that guy who would call every minute, or be insecure. But the guys were waiting on him, maybe a quick text to let Jordan know they were heading out soon would be okay. Trevor sent Jordan a quick text. Some of the guys are meeting at On the Green at 8 P.M. if you’re interested. There, not too pushy but more like a reminder in case he got side tracked.
“Nothing yet?” Sam asked quietly at the table at eight-thirty after they placed their order.
“Nah, man. It’s cool, though he must have got held up at his
