Friendship Blooms in Honey Grove by Anne-Marie Meyer

Author:Anne-Marie Meyer [Meyer, Anne-Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Anne-Marie Meyer

Chapter Ten

The bartender was saying something to Tiffany, but she couldn’t really understand. She wasn’t really listening. Trent whispering after the fight that she was never good at anything, plus seeing Jonathan talking to Beatrice, had put her in a foul mood. And as a result, she decided to strike up a conversation with Cody—the bartender—but he wasn’t really her type.

Well, with the way she was feeling about Jonathan, she wasn’t sure what her type was anymore. Cody seemed sweet. He was tall, with thick blond hair and a smile that spread across his face.

“I get off at seven,” Cody said, drawing her attention back to him.

His words didn’t quite register, so she leaned forward. “I’m sorry, what?”

Cody smiled, his blond hair falling into his eyes. He tipped his head and gave her a wink. She studied him. She didn’t want to go out with Cody. She didn’t even want to talk to him. But with her emotions the way they were right now, she wasn’t really in the right mindset to make a decision.

So she just smiled and took the margarita from him and sipped on it for a moment.

Cody jotted something down on a napkin and then pushed it over to her. “Think about it,” he said as he gave her a flirty smile and then headed over to take a rather plump woman’s order.

Tiffany nodded and crumpled the napkin up in her hand. She drank her margarita so fast she gave herself a brain freeze, but she wanted to be done before Cody returned. Leaving her glass on the bar, she turned and almost ran face-first into Jonathan’s chest.

She yelped as she pulled back. Glancing up, she saw him staring down at her with a very confused look on his face.

“What was that about?” he asked, reaching over and curling his fingers around her clasped hand.

She shifted and stepped to the side, hoping to deter any further questions.

Jonathan just tightened his grasp on her hand and pulled her next to him. He wrapped his arm around her waist and dipped down until his lips barely touched her ear.

Shivers rushed over her skin as warmth erupted inside of her. She closed her eyes for a moment, reveling in the feeling of his body pressed against hers. Why was she reacting like this? Didn’t her body know that he was her friend? That their relationship wasn’t real?

If she allowed herself to feel the way she so desperately wanted to feel, she’d ruin the only relationship she’d been able to keep. And then she was just perpetuating her past. She always destroyed relationships with people she cared about. They left. They always did.

Trent had been right. She was an utter failure, and she was only going to continue failing. Jonathan wasn’t immune to her inadequacies.

No matter how much she wanted things to change.

“Why are you getting the bartender’s number?” Jonathan’s breath was warm against her skin, and the tone of his voice was one of worry, not accusation. “Do I suck that much at being your fake boyfriend?”

Tiffany pulled back so she could meet his gaze.

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