Becoming His by Mariah Dietz

Becoming His by Mariah Dietz

Author:Mariah Dietz [Dietz, Mariah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance
Publisher: Mariah Dietz
Published: 2014-12-01T05:00:00+00:00


Mom: Sorry y’all missssed dinner we had one hell of a bottle tonihtg.

Their phones continue chiming as people start responding. The worst part of texts being sent to a group is everyone gets the replies as well.

“Who’s Tina?” Jameson asks, reading one of the messages. I look over to his phone, reading a reply from a California area code:

So glad ur texting, what did those girls do to the kitchen? Luv, Tina

“Probably someone she met at a grocery store five years ago,” I reply, only half joking.

“Why don’t we watch a movie? We’ll go to Max’s, no chick flicks tonight,” Jameson suggests, turning the volume on his phone down to silent as the messages continue to pour in.

I nod, glancing over to Max grinning, his fingers constricting as he pulls my back further into his side.

Once in Max’s basement, Kendall heads over to the stacks of movies and begins flipping through titles as Max goes on a quest for snacks, something that I’ve taught him is essential for vegging out. Though right now I don’t think I can eat anything. It feels like I’m going to take flight at any second from the swarms of butterflies in my stomach.

When Max returns with bags of processed sugar filled morsels, Kendall asks him to find some blankets. She stands beside me as Jameson gets the movie set up. I feel a little guilty that Landon is excluded, but Jameson assures us he’s content with a girl he met up in San Diego.

“Are blankets to hide wandering hands?” I tease, configuring my hand in the shape of a deformed spider and use my fingers like legs to crawl up her arm.

“I hope so,” she whispers.

I work to stifle my laugh as I shake my head at her.

“Mister pink peonies? God, seriously, I hope he rips your clothes off. Better yet, I hope you rip his clothes off.”

“Kendall!” I whisper, glancing back at the stairs to make sure Max hasn’t reappeared.

“What? Max is hot, and I have a feeling he’ll make sure you’re well taken care of.”

“Is this really the advice I’m going to get from my big sister?” I ask, not able to hold back the laugh that is half because I think she may be right, and half due to the embarrassment spreading through me like wildfire.

She rolls her eyes in return. “Enjoy it. He likes you, you like him! We’ll sit up front so you don’t feel like we’re watching.” She winks and then turns, slapping my butt.

“That kind of just turned me on,” Jameson admits, looking a bit dazed as he stares between us. I roll my eyes, tossing a throw pillow at his head as Max reappears, carrying an armful of blankets.

Making good on her word, Kendall grabs a blanket from Max’s arms and heads to the first couch, where they plop down in a heap with Kendall already giggling and shrieking.

I don’t know if Max senses my nerves. If he does, he attempts to vanquish them by grabbing a blanket and my hand and tugs me to the last couch pulling me down beside him.



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