Everything & More (Book 1 in the E.C.N Series)

Chapter 16-Ryan

"Yes man. You killed the meeting!" He dapped me up, patting me on the back. "Just like I said you would."

"Thanks, so what are the next steps?"

"Well, I think my uncle is going to want to see you in action. Which means... no more grease monkey. Got to get you a suit." I rolled my eyes at his comment. He knew I wasn't a corporate guy, not that it mattered. When it came to this I didn't have a choice.

"Yea, yea I'll get right on it." I bent down and started adding more adjustments to the car as I spoke, "You hear from that other thing."

At first Garrett looked confused until he held my stare and his eyes widened when he remembered, "Oh yea, they just want to see your house, how does it look?"

"Fully renovated, I feel like I might have gone overboard. I mean I'm not exactly located in Beverly Hills or some shit."

"No but you don't want it to look like the projects either."

"I appreciate you helping me with everything."

"No problem," Garrett looked toward the car that I was working on, "So what seems to be the problem." Before I could speak a car pulled up behind us with their high beams on. We put our hand up to block the light; it turned off a few seconds later. Though that didn't help the colors my eyes were seeing afterward.

The driver's door opened but I still couldn't see. "This bitch, you know that hurt my fucking eyes." Garrett spoke next to me.

After blinking a few times, they finally adjusted for me to see a smug look on Mason as he approached us. "What is with you and the dramatic entrance?"

"Sorry I couldn't help myself."

"What are you doing here anyway?" I said as I turned back to the car.

"I can't come see my best friend."

"Hey, I thought I was your best friend." Garrett said, looking at me with a slightly hurt look on his face. His hand went up to his heart and pretended to be wounded. "Oh wow you're not even going to deny it."

"I am not doing this with the two of you right now." I said, shaking my head.

"Garrett we all know I'm his best friend, now why don't you run along and get me a beer or something." Mason said getting territorial.

Garrett rolled his eyes, flipping Mason off, "Fuck off."

"Love youu." Mason sang while blowing kisses at the retreating back of Garrett before he stood right next to me.

"You're both children."

"What did I do? I was telling the truth of our relationship."

I rolled my eyes and moved on, "So how's working at the hospital?"

"Pretty good, the kids are great and can't complain about the co-workers either. Martha and I are actually grabbing coffee on Monday." I involuntarily paused when I heard and once Mason spoke I knew he didn't miss it. "What?"

"Nothing."

"You wanna try that lie again... But this time be more convincing."

He should know before he goes and talks to Martha that I blabbed about his failed marriage. I just thought he also might like talking to someone. "Listen man, I'm sorry but I needed to tell her. I didn't go into detail just that you understood what she was going through."

"I'm not mad that you told her."

He knew?! "Wait, you knew already?"

"Of course I knew, Martha was very straight forward about her intentions of us meeting up for coffee. It was really refreshing."

"Wait, if you knew why didn't you come right out and say that?"

"I wanted to see how long it would take for you to squeal... Obviously not long."

"You're such a dick," I scoffed, shaking my head. I turned to get back to work but stopped myself, "Would you mind just giving her advice?"

He shrugged nonchalantly, "Sure, though I'm not sure how good I'll be. I'm not exactly the poster child of marriages. I'm divorced."

"Yea but wouldn't you have liked to have had someone during the rough parts who understood, so you didn't feel so alone." He took what I said and thought about it for a moment.

"Yea I guess you're right," I saw him trying to figure out how to phrase his sentence. "What kind of advice did you want me to give her?"

"What do you mean?"

"I could give advice that can go two ways, one she leaves him and never looks back or two she tries to work things out and live happily ever after. I'm asking you, which one do I give."

"What does it matter what I say?"

"Don't play that crap Ryan. You hate Jonathan and you don't hate anyone. On top of that, this is Martha we are talking about. So I'm going to ask again what you want me to say."

"I'm not going to coerce her through a third party, Mason!"

"Coerce who?" Garrett said, walking back with two beers in his hand.

Mason had a smirk on his face as he spoke, "Martha."

"Martha?" Garrett was trying to remember the name, "Oh is she the woman that you're buying that-"

"Hey!" I blurted out before he could finish his sentence. He stopped and looked toward Mason who looked even more confused. When he looked at me he realized I hadn't told Mason anything about what I had been doing.

Mason looked at me as he squinted his eyes and tilted his head, "Ryan, what's he talking about?"

"Nothing." I couldn't tell him, he'd think I was crazy. I am crazy.

Mason took a second to look back at Garrett who looked guilty as hell and then back at me,"You told Vin Diesel wanna be but not me?"

"Fuck you!" Garrett retorted, "and he told me because he can trust me."

"No, I told you because I needed your help. Otherwise no one would have known until I was ready. So both of you shut up. Mason I will tell you... soon. Garrett, don't antagonize him, you know he's sensitive." I was adamant in my conviction. I knew I would tell Mason just not right now, I can't tell anyone until I'm done.

Mason scoffed as he walked away, "I guess I know what piece of advice I'm going to give."

Dick

I rolled my eyes and looked at Garrett who had an apologetic look on his face. "It's fine, just try turning on the car for me." With that Garrett leaped into the front seat, when he turned the key the ignition roared to life. I couldn't help but smile to myself.