She's Too Much by Hannah Camille

Author:Hannah Camille [Camille, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Mason

I zigzagged through the concrete jungle’s sea of people, narrowly avoiding collisions. It was like navigating a rush hour traffic jam, except on a skateboard.

The skate shop hosting the competition had been promoting it on social media for weeks. The bridge spot, as we called it, was flooded with participants and spectators.

“Sup, Mason!” My buddy Vance greeted me when he saw me coming his way.

“Why are there so many fucking people here?” I asked him.

“Chill, dude,” he laughed. “You really do hate people.”

“I don’t hate people,” I scowled. “I don’t want this spot to become mainstream.”

“Whatever you say,” Vance shook his head.

I scanned the crowd, wondering if Kenna would show. Vance recounted the events of his latest skate trip, which he and another buddy of ours had recently taken to North Carolina.

Suddenly, Vance trailed off, his gaze shifting elsewhere. I turned to see what had captured his attention, and at the same time, a low whistle came from the guy to my left.

I followed Vance’s gaze to a blonde woman in a vibrant dress. She moved gracefully, drawing stares from every direction.

And she was headed straight for us.

“Who is that?” Vance asked.

“A friend,” I muttered. I lifted my shoulders in a shrug, then glided over the smooth concrete to meet the stunning blonde who had caught everyone’s attention.

“Mason!” Her voice was as bubbly as ever.

Everyone scowled at me like it was my fucking problem that she wasn’t there for them.

I mean, it’s not like she was there for me. She was there to watch a skateboarding competition.

Did it allow me to show off in front of a beautiful woman?

Fuck yes, it did.

Did I think she was actually going to show?

Fuck no.

I picked up my board and nodded at her in subtle acknowledgment, “Sup.”

Then I kicked myself for acting like a douche. You invited her here, I reminded myself.

“You came,” I continued. It wasn’t much better than ‘sup,’ but whatever. I had never been great with words.

“I was on my way home, so I figured I’d swing by,” she smiled up at me.

A tall, lanky guy with shaggy hair zipped past us, narrowly missing Kenna’s shoulder. She instinctively pressed herself against my side, her fingers digging into my arm.

“If you’re uncomfortable—” I began.

Her cheeks reddened almost instantly as she rushed to straighten herself. “Oh, no! I’m fine!”

“Let’s find you somewhere to chill, away from potential accidents,” I told her. “We know you’re prone to them.”

She swatted my arm at my comment. “Hey, you’re the skateboarder! You’re the one who is prone to accidents!”

“Exactly,” I grinned at her, “which is why I’m trying to keep you safe from the wild and reckless skateboarders flocking to this area.”

“Who is this?” Vance joined our conversation, his attention only on Kenna.

“Hi!” She squeaked and extended her hand to my buddy. “I’m Kenna! What’s your name?”

“I’m Vance,” he responded. “I’m a friend of Mason’s.”

“That’s amazing! It’s so nice to meet you, Vance,” Kenna smiled at him.

“Oh, the pleasure is all mine,” he whispered far too close to her ear for my liking.

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