Chapter 165: Delaney’s Surprise
Don’t worry mom. I’ll buy you a better one."
He muttered and cleaned the crane’s interior, wiping off his fingerprints.
"Case closed. Unless Chloe sells me out, which I would already know by checking the infatuation Gauge."
Walking out of the scrapyard, Miles happened to see a crude-looking bicycle parked by a junk car and dropped two hundred dollar bills before borrowing it.
Whilst the two scary dogs whimpered as he left.
"Sorry buds."
Along the way, Miles took off his blood-stained dress shirt and tied it on the bike.
Flipping his jacket inside out, he wore it over his pristine white singlet and proceeded to button up his jacket while looking around for any incoming lights or figures that may have seen his suspicious action. Fortunately the surroundings were as quiet as a graveyard.
"Hello?"
Hannah’s groggy voice sounded over the phone, woken from a deep slumber where she was having a very sweet wet dream.
"Hello Mom. It’s me."
"Miles?"
Over the phone, Miles could imagine a scene where she leaned back slightly to glance at the caller ID.
"Yes, it’s me. I just wanted to let you know I won’t be coming home tonight and tomorrow. Having a sleepover at Simon’s place tomorrow, so probably till Sunday."
"Hmm. Hmm.
Okay, no problem. Bye."
After a few nods, Hannah agreed and the call ended.
’It’s best not to tell her the car got stolen or she’s going to involve the police and my cover will be blown.’
Hesitant at first, Miles resumed pedaling the bike. His destination, Simon’s house.
’Those three, I wonder how the party ended and probably not a good idea to call them now.’
Like a dark knight on a lone bicycle, Miles pedaled for more than an hour before he entered a somewhat familiar middle-class neighborhood, Simon’s.
Not long after, he pressed his feet against the dry concrete driveway with two cars parked outside the short double garage. Instantly noting the new green truck parked at the party earlier.
Before him was a large two-story suburban house with a symmetrical design, cream-colored exterior walls, black shutters, and a prominent central entrance.
"What a relief. They came back." Miles muttered and called Simon’s line again, unfortunately there was no receiver.
He did the same to Theo and Oliver but no response came.
"Oh fuck."
Unwilling to be viewed as suspicious, Miles got up from the bike with a heavy feeling in his heart, untying the blood-stained cloth from it, he calmly walked towards the door.
After a second of consideration, he chose to knock on the door first then try the doorbell if it came to it as he did not like the idea of waking up the family for his own sake.
Knock! Knock!
However, the moment he knocked, thinking it was a failed attempt.
"Who is it?"
A startled voice came through from the living room of the house.
’What the—’
Miles was stunned for a split second and promptly replied after recognizing the voice, not expecting such an instant reaction.
"It’s me, Miles."
"Miles?" A doubtful voice came through.
"Yes."
Getting up from the couch, Delaney cautiously walked towards the door camera, her brows furrowed as she got closer to it.
"Miles?" She called out again, this time pausing the ongoing show on the TV and looked at the silhouette at the doorway, still fine dressed as she studied his turned jacket, designer pants and shoes.
For a moment, there was a silence on each side, but as if noticing his gaze, Miles remembered there was a hidden dash cam at the door, so he raised his head up for her to see, staring at the camera.
Delaney squinted her eyes slowly. Indeed it was the Miles she saw as of recent.
She no longer hesitated and opened the door.
Click!
Miles heard the distinct click and let out a relieved breath.
A moment later, a figure draped in a huge purple robe with an open slit opened the door.
’What the fuck?’
Time crawled to a halt and his eyes widened, almost choking on the sense of relief just now because Delaney’s underwear and her plump cleavage were within view.
Raising her brows at his wandering eyes directed at her chest, Delaney followed his gaze and tilted her head slightly to glance at her appearance.
Noticing just then that her robe hung open, her eyes widened and she let go of the door to swiftly swipe it close.
Bang!
A bang sounded as the door closed shut.
Dumbfounded, Miles didn’t react yet as he recalled the sexy hot view just now.
"Damn." He muttered, feeling his dormant dick stir awake with desire in his pants.
’How come I never knew this before.’
Behind the door, Delaney glanced down at her robe still clenching its fabric.
Her breath stilled replaying what just happened and her hands slowly moved to tie her robe close.
"Okay, I’m 25 and he is 17 or so. He’s just my brother’s friend and I’m practically his big sister so there’s no big deal in him seeing what he just saw. After all it’s no different from the view of a bikini at the beach."
With these words, Delaney quickly reined in her emotions and didn’t think much of what just happened.
The door opened.
"Oops, sorry about that Miles. Too much comfort, watching a movie alone in the middle of the night you know?"
Letting out an apologetic smile, she stepped aside and opened the door wide.
"No problem."
Miles calmly replied without a hint of awkwardness in his voice as if it was a normal thing or wasn’t impressed by the view.
To the side, Delaney was surprised by the display of maturity, a stark temperament from how she previously knew him.
Welcoming him, she closed the door.
Whilst, Miles’ eyes turned a little bit weird as he scanned the living room.
It was quite grand with the opaque ceiling reaching quite high, about two stories high in fact since the upper floor had been specially hollowed out to create the sense of grandness.
On the large HD screen was a vintage movie featuring well-known and probably deceased actors.
Scanning the place, he noted the three open cans of soft drinks and a huge bowl of popcorn.
The longest couch at the center also had two pillows on it alongside a duvet.
"Don’t stand there. Sit— you reek of sweat. You might as well take a bath."
Casually swinging with a big sister attitude, Delaney clenched her nose causing Miles to grimace, also realizing he was soaked in his sweat.
"Crap."
Miles cursed after taking a whiff of his armpit.
Delaney nodded with a small smile, sitting on the long couch and grabbed the bowl of popcorn.
"Simon? Are they here."
Miles asked.
Hearing his words, Delaney seemed to freeze then slipped a popcorn past her lips with a smile.
"Yup, they are all here. But not alone. It’s so funny knowing your brother just lost his virginity. You nerds."
Muttering to Miles and also to herself, she adjusted her sitting position and rested her leg on the small glass table.
"They did it here?"
Stunned, Miles blurted his thoughts, causing Delaney to pause and glance at him with a smile.
"You seem surprised. As a matter of fact, Simon had one. Theo has one and Oliver has three of them."
"That’s fucked up."
"You bet. Why else do you think I’m stuck here? Being a good big sister sucks sometimes you know. Theo rented my room. I let Oliver use my mom and dad’s. They are probably going to kill me if they ever find out when they get back. Simon shouldn’t be said."
Delaney rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated breath before leaning forward to grab the can and gulping its contents.
Speechless, Miles listened to her squeeze the aluminum can flat and exhale.
Perhaps because she had been all alone in the middle of the night, Delaney felt like talking, so she glanced at him.
"What about you? Still a virgin? Not planning to give it up anytime soon?"
She asked with an intrigued expression, taking in his appearance in great detail.
Through this open jacket, she saw the protruding patterns of his muscles and quickly kept quiet.
"You’ve actually changed a lot. Taking the gym so seriously. Did your crush tell you she’ll let you crack if you do?"
"Hehehe."
She laughed.
’She severely underestimates me.’
Miles thought as he stared at her suddenly raising the corners of his mouth.
"How cute. Look at me closely. Do I look like I don’t know the game?"
Delaney was stunned when she heard Miles retort and even call her cute.
"Did you just call me cute?"
She asked in disbelief, trying to confirm.
"You sure are." Miles responded and shook his head.
"By the way, I need to take a bath."
Delaney speechlessly stared at Miles’ back as he walked up the stairs.
Soon after, her lips formed a smile and she turned back to the TV.
30 minutes later.
After sneakily grabbing Simon’s clothes, Miles came down the stairs.
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