Girl With Guitar by Caisey Quinn

Author:Caisey Quinn [Quinn, Caisey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General
ISBN: 9781496143686
Google: 5XDaoAEACAAJ
Publisher: Createspace Independent Pub
Published: 2014-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

“Oh, I’ll show you cave man.” Trace grunted as he ran towards her with two handfuls of black sludge.

Kylie squealed and ran, nearly tripping over her own feet as she tried to scoop up some more ammo. She’d always been a fast runner, but he was faster.

By the time the mud fight ended, they were both panting and caked head to toe with mud.

“No way you’re riding in my golf cart like that,” he told her, gesturing to her mud covered clothes.

“Oh yeah, what about you?”

Trace looked down at his drenched clothing. “I have to admit, you have much better aim than I would’ve guessed.”

“Why, Mr. Corbin, was that a compliment?”

His head snapped up and he glared at her. “I told you not to call me that.”

“Okay, Tracey.”

He shook his head, sending droplets of muddy water dripping from his hair. “I could kill Rae sometimes, I swear. Seriously, you cannot go around calling me that. I mean it.”

“And if I do?”

“Then I’ll—” He didn’t get to finish the threat because a giant clump of mud hit him square in the mouth.

He took off after her, chasing Kylie almost all the way back to the house, both of them deserting the golf cart. Grabbing her around the waist, he carried her kicking and screaming to the man-made pond Rae had told her he’d built himself.

“In you go,” he said as he tossed her in.

“Trace, no! Please, I can’t swim!” she screamed in mid-air. Trace splashed into the water right behind her. Just as he wrapped an arm around her waist to tow her out, she leapt up and dunked him under.

When he finally pushed her off of him and came up for air, she was laughing. Damn near hysterically. “You should’ve seen your face.” Kylie cracked up, bobbing in the murky water.

“You,” he said as he shook his wet hair in her direction, “are not a nice girl.”

“Never said I was.” She smirked at his back as he hoisted himself out onto the grass.

“Guess I should’ve figured that out when you dumped thirty thousand dollars worth of alcohol the drain,” he muttered. Kylie winced at the amount—she hadn’t realized it was so much. But then she laughed, thankful they were able to joke about it. “Truce?” he asked, reaching out his hand to help her out of the pond.

“Truce,” she said, taking it. But she lost her footing as soon as he let go and she stumbled into his arms.

“Whoa, you okay?” his eyes met hers and she felt heat flood to places she knew she shouldn’t be thinking about.

Please kiss me, she thought at him. But he either didn’t get the message or he ignored it, because he released her as if she’d caught fire.

“I’m fine,” she mumbled as the heavy weight of disappointment settled on her chest.

“We’re going to have to strip these wet clothes off in the sunroom and shower before we head back.”

At Trace’s mention of removing clothing, Kylie’s heart missed a beat and restarted all out of rhythm.

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