Goody Two-Shoes: A Small Town Curvy Girl Romance (Juniper Creek Book 3) by C.L. Cruz

Author:C.L. Cruz [Cruz, C.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Charlotte

That night in the truck on the way home, I’ve had enough of Tank’s silent treatment. I turn to him across the bench seat as we cruise down Main Street. The one stoplight in town flashes yellow, showing him to me in brief intervals before he turns off into his neighborhood.

“Are you mad at me?” I ask him.

He doesn’t answer but I can see the line of his jaw clenching.

“Because I think you are. I think you’re mad at me for talking to Frankie. I think you’re mad that I gave him my phone number.”

“Lottie,” Tank says in a low, warning voice.

“But I don’t know why. It’s not like—” I snap my mouth shut, leaning back and crossing my arms over my chest, swallowing the rest of my words.

The truck bumps over the entrance to his driveway and he slams it into park in front of his house, killing the engine. I throw open my door, slam it behind me, and stalk around the back of the house. It only takes me a second in the dark to find the small path to the rocky ledge looking over the creek. The moon is waning so there’s limited light shining through the trees. I look down into the black water, letting the sound of it wash over me.

I don’t know what to think about Tank. There’s definitely something between us, but every time I get too close, he pulls away. But then, when I entertain the idea of going out with someone else, he throws a tantrum like a child who doesn’t want to play with his toy, but doesn’t want anyone else to have it, either.

I feel Tank behind me before he speaks. He moves close enough that I can smell his woodsy scent, feel the warmth radiating off of his body. But I don’t turn. I wrap my arms around myself and stare harder at the water.

“It’s not like what?” he asks, his voice firm, not inviting defiance.

I sigh. “It’s not like you want me,” I say, finishing my earlier sentence.

There’s no humor in his dry chuckle. “Is that what you think? That I don’t want you?” Even though I refuse to look at him, I know him so well by now that I can see him in my mind’s eye, running his hand over his hair, eyes wide with disbelief.

“Isn’t that what you want me to think?” I demand. “I thought you wanted me to be with a guy my age.”

He grabs one of my shoulders and whirls me around to face him. “I don’t want you to be with anyone,” he growls, squeezing my upper arms and pulling me close to him. “You deserve better than anyone in this town.”

I stare defiantly up into his shadowy eyes. “You’re just another man putting his own unrealistic expectations on me. What about pleasing myself? Aren’t you the one who asked me that?”

His grip tightens on my upper arms. “Frankie can’t please you. He’s just a boy.”

I cock my head to one side.

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