The Whole Story: A Romance (The Blair Brothers Book 3) by Brooke St. James

Author:Brooke St. James [St. James, Brooke]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Parkside Press
Published: 2019-06-16T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

"We better go back in there," I said to Max after we spent several minutes catching up in the hallway and making plans for the next day.

"What am I doing?" he asked.

I gave him a curious glance. "What do you mean?"

"When I go out there. Do I get to sit by you or not?"

I stared up at him, feeling incapable of making sense of my feelings. I swallowed hard and he gave me a resigned sigh. "I'll sit by your friend."

"Or you could sit by Blaze, and I could… never mind, that would probably be the same as…"

He stared down at me patiently. "Are you just not ready for people to know that you like me?" he asked.

I opened my mouth, trying to answer him, but feeling stiff and hesitant. "I'm not… even… sure if… I'm ready for… me… to know that yet."

He stared at me. "But you know it's true, right?"

I blinked at him and bit my bottom lip. "That I like you?" I asked.

"Yes."

I stared into his dark, seemingly bottomless eyes. He was flat out asking me if I liked him. I was so completely set on my life going a certain way, that it was difficult for me to imagine that I was even considering saying 'yes' to that question.

"I think I might," I said, since I couldn't come right out and say it, but I also couldn't deny him.

He put his mouth closer to my ear. "I'll go out there, and I'll sit by your friend. But it's not a date. I’m not going to hold her hand or kiss her or anything."

Now he was just trying to get a rise out of me.

It was working.

I felt like I wanted to fight Anna at the sheer thought of Max holding her hand or kissing her. "I'm not going to force you to kiss anyone, if you're not into it," I said, shrugging nonchalantly like I didn't care.

He put his mouth even closer to my ear. "You know there's only one woman I am trying to kiss, right?" His question combined with his proximity made my blood run warm.

"I hope so," I said nodding a little.

"Do you know who she is?" he asked.

I hesitated for a few seconds, but then I answered with, "I think so."

"She makes me wait two hundred times longer for her than I would have to for a regular girl."

I pulled back and stared into his eyes. "She does?"

He nodded.

"Are you okay with that?" I asked.

He nodded again, slowly. "Yes, I am, Story."

Both of us knew we needed to head back to the concert, but Max stared at me like he wanted to say something else. "Do you remember that verse you told me about? The one with your birthday numbers?"

I knew exactly what he was talking about. Way back in Arkansas, when we first met, I told him that my birthday was on December twelfth (12/12), therefore, I had always liked the number twelve. It was always my number in softball, and it happened to be Max's number when he played for the Dodgers.

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