Midnight Sun by Trish Cook

Author:Trish Cook
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult Fiction / General *, Young Adult Fiction / Girls & Women *, Young Adult Fiction / Media TieIn *, Young Adult Fiction / Romance / Contemporary *, Young Adult Fiction / Romance / General *, Young Adult Fiction / Social Themes / Death & Dying *, Young Adult Fiction / Social Themes / Emotions & Feelings *
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2017-11-21T00:00:00+00:00

13

“So, where to?” Charlie asks when I jump in his truck a few hours later.

I can see now why he’s saving for a new one. The odometer in here registers more than 150,000 miles, the fabric seats are practically worn through, and the engine makes a little chugging noise that’s definitely not supposed to be there.

“Let’s go into town,” I suggest. Morgan and I came up with a great plan before she left. I think Charlie’s going to love it.

Charlie grins. “Your wish is my command.”

He hits the gas. Chugachuga-chugachuga. We’re off.

Tiny little Purdue is practically deserted even though it’s only nine forty-five by the time Charlie pulls into a parking spot. Charlie and I stroll along Main Street, looking in windows and chatting about our days.

When we get to the ice cream shop, I stop short. “Well, here we are.”

“Looks like we’re too late,” Charlie says. “They’re closed.”

“Oh, ye of little faith,” I say.

I peer in the window and wave Morgan over. She and Garver are the only people inside; all the customers have long since gone home.

“Oh, strange,” Morgan says in a stilted tone as she holds the door open for us. “I didn’t see anyone sneak in after hours, I swear, Mr. Bossman!”

“Me neither,” Garver says from behind the counter.

Charlie gives me a look. “Ooooh, you’re smooth, Katie.”

“Now don’t screw us over, friends,” Morgan says, handing me the keys as we step inside. “Make sure to clean up, turn off the lights, and lock up when you leave.”

“You got it,” I assure her.

“I’ll come by and grab the keys in the morning,” she says, and then leans in to me, and whispers, “Have fun. Maybe even too much.”

“You, too,” I say, gesturing toward Garver.

“Not a word,” she says to me, then she heads for the door. “Garver, you coming?”

“No doubt.” He gives Charlie a light punch on his arm as he heads for Morgan and they walk out of the shop.

And then we’re alone again. All the chairs are turned over on the tops of the tables, so we head to the counter. Charlie plops himself down on a stool while I put on an apron and the dorky little paper cap the employees here have to wear.

“What’ll it be, sir?” I say, getting into character.

“Double banana split, hot fudge, whipped cream, nuts, the works,” Charlie tells me.

“Eww,” I say, not making a move toward the cartons of ice cream or toppings. “Nuts. No. They do not go with ice cream. Everyone knows that.”

Charlie pretends to be outraged. “What happened to the customer is always right?”

“You kissed that good-bye when you mentioned nuts.”

“Nuts,” he says, snapping his fingers.

“Tough break,” I tell him.

He leans forward until his forehead is touching mine. I sink into his eyes. He softly kisses me. He adds just the right amount of lips, tongue, and time. The kiss is perfect, just like Charlie.

We pull back and stare at each other. A huge smile creeps up my lips as I pick up the ice cream scoop and grab a big bowl for the two of us to share.

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