Dating Season: Bundle 3: Spring Fever and Summer Lovin by Laurelin Paige & Kayti McGee

Author:Laurelin Paige & Kayti McGee [Paige, Laurelin & McGee, Kayti]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Two

If life were perfect, Austin would reach out with misty eyes, take my rose, and utter something romantic, maybe poetically comparing me to the delicate flower I’m offering him, and we’d live happily ever after in our house on the hill.

Unfortunately, it’s still an imperfect real world.

“Chloe,” Granny Mae interrupts, bursting out the door and preventing Austin from answering me. “Dune is taking me for a ride on his motorcycle. I’ll be back soon.”

My head whips to her petite frame. “What?”

Dune steps outside. “She’ll be fine. I’ll be right back, Mae. I had to park my bike down the street to keep everything a surprise.”

He hustles past us with long, booted strides, and I leave Austin to follow my wayward granny across the porch and down the steps onto the driveway.

“Well, wait.” I finally stop her at the curb. “I don’t know about this.”

“I do,” she says. “I’m going to take some pictures to post on my FriendsOfFriends account. Spice things up a bit. If you want to catch big fish, you need the right bait.”

Though her dating phase unsettles me, I say, “Oh, I can drive you. I have seat belts.”

She pats my arm like she’s reassuring a small child. “Don’t be silly, Chloe. I’ve never been on a motorcycle, so I’m going to cross it off my bucket list. The women at Bingo will be so envious. Did I tell you my neighbor created an account on the site? She’s been snatching up all my rejects. She’ll be hard-pressed to come up with a biker.”

I peek over my shoulder at Austin for help, but he’s grinning like he thinks this is the best idea in all the land. I disagree. It’s not that I think she’s too fragile to ride on a motorcycle… Okay, maybe it is.

“Wait for us,” Ruth calls out. “Prez is going to take me for a ride, too.”

If I’m not mistaken, she has an extra swing in her hips as she saunters down the driveway with Dune’s father hot on her leather loafers. There’s no mistaking the look he gives her or the way she twinkles like the stars when he leaves us to retrieve his Harley.

“I’m so glad you came into Ryan’s life,” she confides. “If not, I wouldn’t be here and I wouldn’t have met Prez. Thank you for staying friends with my son after he broke up with you.”

“You’re welcome,” I say, not interested in correcting her about Ryan’s and my breakup, because the thunderous roar of Dune’s bike rumbles down the road and pulls onto the blacktop.

“Put this on,” he tells Granny, offering a helmet.

As she slips the black helmet over her silvery blonde bob, the glee on her face erases twenty years, but not my hesitation.

Austin appears beside me and drapes an arm over my shoulders. “I’m sure I don’t have to say it,” he directs at Dune.

“Nope,” he replies.

“You get me?”

“Yep.”

Side note: Dune and Austin’s conversation dynamics are so fascinating to me. Somehow, they’ve found a way to communicate with as few words as possible.

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