P.S. You Would Be So Lucky by Cooper J. S

P.S. You Would Be So Lucky by Cooper J. S

Author:Cooper, J. S. [Cooper, J. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
Amazon: B09RMSFD87
Goodreads: 60403919
Published: 2022-06-30T07:00:00+00:00


Chapter Seventeen

"I can't believe that you convinced me to come with you," I said to Brad as we made our way down the street. "This is absolutely ridiculous."

"Ridiculous or fun?" he said, giving me a sweet, devious little smile.

"I don't like it when you look at me in that way," I said, shaking my head, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach.

"When I look at you in what way?" he said with an innocent expression.

"When you look at me like the cat that just got the cream."

"Well, I haven't exactly got the cream yet," he said, winking, and I just shook my head.

"I must be absolutely crazy."

"Why? I think you're absolutely..." He paused and then started chuckling. "Okay. I caught myself that time."

"Please do not tell me that you were going to say that I'm absolutely lucky to be spending the evening with you because you're just so fabulous and fantastic."

"Well, those are your words, not mine," he said. "But I was going to say something of the sort."

"Why are you so cocky, Brad? I just don't get it."

He looked at me for a few seconds as if he was thinking hard about something, his expression changed slightly, and then he shook his head. "I'm sure there must be reasons. My therapist could tell you all about it."

"You go to therapy?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah"—he nodded slowly—"I do. Why?"

"I don't know. You just seem so confident, and... with it," I said, staring at him. "I didn't think you were the sort of person who would go to therapy."

"Is there a sort of person who goes to therapy?" he asked slowly.

I shrugged. "I guess not. I guess anyone can benefit from talking to someone."

"Yeah," he said. "And something I've learned from all my years on this earth is that just because someone projects a happy, outgoing demeanor, it doesn't mean they don't have stuff going on inside."

"That's true," I said. "When I was in high school..." I paused.

"Continue," he said.

"No, I don't really want to talk about it."

"You can trust me, Shantal."

"I know," I said, and in my heart, I did. "It's just a lot, you know? I try not to remember those years."

"What happened to you in high school?" he asked softly, grabbing my hand.

"Not much. I mean, I just went to this new school in this new area and... Well, it was different from what I was used to."

"What do you mean? I'm so confused."

I sighed, not really wanting to talk about it. "Basically, my parents moved to a slightly richer area so I could attend a better school district. They really wanted me to be successful, I suppose." I wrinkled my nose. "Anyway, the new district was predominantly white."

"Okay," he said. "And there weren't many black kids there, and that was hard for you?" he asked. "Were they racist? Did they treat you badly?"

"Actually"—I laughed—"my story is slightly different than the norm."

"Oh?" he said, tilting his head to the side.

"I was actually really popular. I made friends very easily.



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