Sidelines (Wounded Hearts #1) by S. M. Smith

Author:S. M. Smith [Smith, S. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01JJYSOE6
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-08-18T23:00:00+00:00

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Two hours later, all three of us have flawless updos that would put my hair stylists to shame, makeup that would rock the red carpet, and are putting on the final touches to our outfits. I’ve never had sisters, or even girlfriends close enough that I could share makeup or jewelry with, but this time with Emma and Lucy has been almost therapeutic. At some point, Emma turned on some country tunes and since then not one of us could sit still. The room was electrifying and all my nerves for this dance completely gone. That is until the first knock comes at the door.

“Who is it?” Emma calls out, running a hand over her navy dress. Her coppery red curls have been braided to wrap down the side of her head and into a delicate bun at the nape of her neck, a few whisps falling tenderly over her ears.

“It’s your knight in shining armor.” Owen’s ever happy voice trails through the thick wooden door, sparking a blush so uniquely pink that only Emma could rock it to coat her cheeks.

“Oh puh-lease!” Lucy rolls her eyes as she dabs a final coat of mascara.

“I might have your date here, too,” Owen sings, and instantly Lucy lights up.

“Carter!” Lucy abandons her mascara and starts frantically jumping up and down.

“Calm it down, sis, we have a little mess to clean up here.” Emma reaches for a couple of bags and hands one to her sister. While Emma starts gingerly packing up all their beauty products, Lucy, in her exuberance, throws out an arm and shoves as much as she can into the one bag. These two girls are such polar opposites at times, it amazes me how they always seem to be getting along.

“Just text me if we left anything,” Lucy calls over her shoulder as she throws the door open and practically runs right over a cleaned up and snappy looking Owen. His white and navy plaid shirt makes him look all the all-American country boy he is. He finds me first, clearly checking me out, but lacking any sign of lewd appreciation. He gives me a polite nod.

“You look great, Allie.”

“Thanks. You don’t clean up so badly yourself.”

A cute blush creeps up to his ears at my compliment, but when he turns to Emma, that blush fades away and his eyes can’t pry themselves away from her. Clearly this boy has been struck by Cupid’s arrow and there is no force on this planet that could draw him away from her.

“You look dashing.” Emma draws up in front of him, pulling at his collar and eying him with a look of pure love.

“You…” he sighs and all the poetry in the world couldn’t hold a flame to what his eyes are speaking to her. Emma rewards his speechlessness with a lingering kiss, each losing themselves in the moment. Until a very distinct throat clears itself behind us. We all three whirl around guiltily to find Logan shooting arrows at the arms around his little sister.

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