Done Dirt Cheap by Sarah Nicole Lemon

Author:Sarah Nicole Lemon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Abrams
Published: 2017-07-08T16:00:00+00:00

Tourmaline’s mother faded back into a ghost. Her wounds turned into fresh pink scars. And Wayne stayed a man with a vise grip—a threat in every shadow.

Her world continued on, good and bad, without even a pause of respect for the tumult it was in. That’s how life always went. She texted Cash every night on her broken phone. She laughed and whined along with Virginia while mowing. She passed the garage and ached to ride again. She stood there, staring at Jason’s bike, with a hot asphalt breeze puffing in her face, closing the fractions of centimeters separating her arm from Cash’s, and the world zipped into nothing when his arm brushed hers.

Don’t smile. Don’t smile. It would be a dead-giveaway type smile and she couldn’t afford any more of those.

Cash shifted, boots scraping the ground. The scent of laundry soap and cologne and leather pushed its weight against the wind. His forearm, tight and muscled, drifted back against hers.

Tourmaline couldn’t help glancing down. God, mens’ arms were the best thing in existence. The muscles. The tendons. The sleeve of Cash’s white T-shirt fluttered in the breeze. Without looking straight at him, she could see his profile and feel the heavy stance of his body. She swallowed, everything feeling thick and aching and as if she couldn’t even move her body except to fall into him.

“Tour-muh-line.”

Jason.

She snapped up, the spell broken. “Yeah?” Did she look guilty? She thought she might look guilty.

Jason frowned and waggled his fingers like he was brushing her away. “Your friend might need you.”

“What?” She suddenly realized Virginia wasn’t standing there anymore. “What did you do?”

Jason tightened his grip on Aubrey and made a face as if Tourmaline had said something absurd. “I didn’t do anything.”

“Why does she need me?”

He rolled his eyes and shifted away from her, turning to talk to Ace, bringing Aubrey along with him.

Beside her, Cash turned to answer the question of a girl who hadn’t been there a second ago. Tourmaline felt him leave and couldn’t say a word.

Jason looked over his shoulder as if to say, Why are you still here? Without thinking, she dropped her gaze again to the starlings on his vest.

The girl talking to Cash laughed, and he along with her.

The blood pounded into Tourmaline’s face, reminding her with each throb that she was barely out of high school, not yet into college, and altogether more child than woman. So what she’d been texting Cash the last few weeks? He had other girls, probably. Probably the one talking to him right now, standing close with her hand coming to his arm as she laughed. Because that girl could. If she wanted.

And Tourmaline wasn’t supposed to.

Tourmaline hid her hands in the folds of her skirt and tried to stand there as if she belonged. But the group she’d been with a few minutes ago had become altogether different, now that Virginia wasn’t there.

“I’m going to find Virginia,” she said to no one in particular, trying not to scurry away.

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