Cave of Terror by Amber Dawn Bell

Author:Amber Dawn Bell
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy
ISBN: 9780981855035
Publisher: Highland Press
Published: 2009-12-17T06:24:28+00:00

13

A Chick Flick and a Popcorn Kiss

Aaaag! Algebra sucked! I couldn't get the last stupid problem of my homework worked out. I knew the answer, but the getting there eluded me. And of course, all steps had to be shown. I released a frustrated breath and let my head plop on my book.

The doorbell rang. I jerked my head back up. Who could that be? Wasn't Mandy. I had just talked to her on IM.

"Cheyenne!” Mom called.

I glanced at the clock—5:55. Omigod! I had completely forgotten about Ryan. And I really didn't feel like dealing with him. He made my insides twist inside out, and I just didn't need that right now. Besides, he topped my shit list at the moment—him and Val.

"Cheyenne! You have a guest,” Mom yelled again.

"Okay, I'll be down in a minute,” I hollered back.

I glanced in the mirror. Could I look any worse? I'd have to fake a headache or something. No way could I fix this mess. I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and ran the brush through it really quick, then pulled it back into a ponytail. It would have to do. I swirled some powdered mineral foundation on my face. Good enough.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs, no one remained at the door. Laughter sounded from the living room. Oh crap! My mom and dad had Ryan captive. No telling what embarrassing things they'd said to him. I rushed into the room, half out of breath, only to have the other half knocked from me.

Ryan looked drop dead hot. His black silk-like shirt tucked into his snug jeans, revealing a nicely sculpted butt that had mostly been hidden by t-shirts up to this point. As Mandy would say, BAM! Tonight he had apparently dressed up. To impress me? Or had he kept on his church clothes? It was Sunday after all. No, this had nothing to do with church and everything to do with me.

Roxie lay by Dad's feet, making slight whiney noises. At least she wasn't barking at Ryan, although she seemed distressed by his mere presence. So strange. Come to think of it, I was distressed, too, but for difference reasons.

Ryan turned to face me once he realized I had entered the room. A small gasp slipped past my lips, and I swallowed down the ‘omigod’ statement that seriously wanted to escape my mouth. He had the first several buttons of his shirt undone, which allowed a peek at the hard ridge of his pecs. If all the saliva hadn't evaporated from my mouth, I'd be drooling like a Saint Bernard. And to make matters worse, he gave me that crooked sensual smile that did funny things to my stomach. He was far too perfect for me. He needed someone to be Barbie to his Ken. And that wasn't me.

Dad cleared his throat, snapping my attention to the couch where my parents sat. My dad's expression held a hint of amusement, causing my face to flame. I'm sure I looked like a love struck idiot.

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