The Closer You Get by Carter Ashby

Author:Carter Ashby [Ashby, Carter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00W4LYJLE
Published: 2015-05-20T23:00:00+00:00

Cora couldn’t stop smiling as she changed clothes. The cheerleader uniform somehow fit. Rye had even bought matching socks. She put on some sneakers and looked at herself in the mirror.

“Ridiculous,” she muttered. “You look ridiculous.” Still, she couldn’t stop smiling. She gathered her hair in a ponytail. Just dressing like this made her feel like a kid.

Rye was waiting for her by the front door, pointedly not looking at Adam. “You should go see Cash,” Cora said. “No sense ruining your night waiting on me.”

Adam simply shook his head and looked away. Cora took Rye’s hand. He led her out to his truck and held the door open for her. When he slid behind the wheel, a surge of excitement quickened Cora’s heartbeat. She looked down at her legs, bared from mid-thigh to mid-calf, in a skirt shorter than anything she’d ever worn before. She imagined Rye’s hand on her thigh—his big, tanned, calloused hand on her bare, white flesh.

“Think I’ll talk with Adam,” Rye said.

Cora snapped out of her fantasy. “He’ll get over it on his own.”

“Yeah, but he and I need to be friends. Or at least be able to get along.”

Cora studied his profile. The sun hadn’t set, yet, but the light was low, and the shadows sharpened his features. Still, his words rang true. “You really mean that?”

“Of course. He’s dating my brother. I’m dating you. He and I need to make an effort to be friends. Don’t you think?”

Cora merely shrugged and suppressed a smile.

“See, I’m not completely shallow, huh?” He gave her a fist-nudge to the shoulder, which she could have done without. She’d have liked to have been touched more romantically.

They arrived at The Brick Oven and went inside, taking a table in the corner. Cora looked around for Franny, who could almost always be found spending her off hours sitting at the bar. Tonight she was absent.

A waitress came by and took their drink orders. Rye ordered a soda. Cora figured it was because he was driving and ordered a beer for herself.

Rye cleared his throat. “Um, tonight you’re underage. Better stick with tea or soda.”

“You might be taking this game a little too far.” She amended her drink order. The waitress left, and Cora smiled at her date. “Separating a woman from her beer…you must have a death wish.”

“How long have you been a beer drinker, boss?” Rye asked. He leaned back in his chair like he was settling in for a long, complex conversation.

“I don’t know. I guess since college.”

“Aw, come on. You didn’t drink in high school?”

“Maybe a little.”

Rye grinned. “So you weren’t completely a good girl.”

Cora hitched a shoulder. She blushed when she remembered how much Rye liked that particular twitch of hers. Sure enough, he was grinning at her. “I was good enough.”

The grin faded, some. “Well, you’re going to be a little bad on this date. Aren’t you?”

“A little.”

“Good. Because what you do on a high school date after making out at the theater is, you sneak into your parent’s liquor stash and make out some more in your bedroom.

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