More Than a Good Friend: A Sweet Small-Town Romantic Comedy by Remi Carrington

Author:Remi Carrington [Carrington, Remi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781947685840
Publisher: Phrey Press
Published: 2023-06-16T18:30:00+00:00

I toss the barrel, laughing as the bull chases after it. This never gets old. And I’m happy for the distraction. It’s Saturday, and Goldie is going out again. I feel guilty hoping this third date flops. I don’t want to see her hurt, but I also don’t want her to end up dating someone right now. Someone other than me.

My phone beeps—I’ve turned on my sounds in case Goldie needs me—and a text from her pops up.

Goldie: I know this makes me sound like I’m scatterbrained, but did I drop an earring in your truck when we went for ice cream last night?

The bull will have to entertain himself.

Me: Checking now.

I scour the passenger side. And there between the seat and the center console is an earring.

Me: Found it. On my way over.

I couldn’t think of an excuse to be there when her date showed up, so this is serendipitous. And the fact that word even popped into my thoughts is startling. What is this woman doing to me?

As soon as I pull up, I hop out and race up the steps. The door is open a crack, so I knock as I push it farther open. “It’s me.”

She steps out wearing a blue dress, and I’ve completely lost the ability to tell anyone how many letters there are in the English alphabet. Putting them together to make words is even further from possible.

I swallow. “That dress. It’s . . .” I can’t compliment her because that might be bad right before she goes on a date. “It’s a pretty shade of blue.” I think that’s something a friend would say. “And here. It fell down next to your seat.”

She blinks and takes the earring without breaking eye contact. “Thanks. My date should be here any minute.”

“Okay. You know, sometime . . . if you want . . . we could go on a double date. Not with Regina or Lucy or anyone like that. I’d take someone nice.” What am I saying? I don’t want to date anyone else right now, and I sure as heck don’t know a lot of nice women who want to hang out with me just so that I can spend extra time with Goldie.

“That would be a lot of fun. We should do that.”

She knows all the ranch hands’ wives. I can’t ask any of them to be my date. This would be easier if I actually kept a little black book. Or remembered people’s names.

She inches closer, and I hold my breath. What is she doing? If she kisses me, I’m definitely going to ask her out. And that will be so awkward right before her date.

Her arms wrap around my neck and her lips get nowhere near mine. “Thanks for rushing over with this. I appreciate it so much.”

“I didn’t mind.” I hang on a second longer. Her hair smells like flowers or fruit. It’s a pretty smell. “Your hair smells nice. I like it.”

I’ve been known to score a phone number after thirty seconds of conversation.

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