Slate (Breaking the Declan Brothers #2) by Kelly Gendron

Author:Kelly Gendron [Gendron, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781515032663
Amazon: 1515032663
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2015-07-15T23:00:00+00:00

I glance over where I last saw Slate sitting in a lawn chair around the fire. Zeke’s standing in front of him, arms flaying about, probably telling some crazy story to their group of friends. Zeke shifts to the left and through the dancing flames, I catch the glisten of Slate’s eyes. He’s looking right at me. I turn around and try to get back into the conversation, but every time I take a glimpse over my shoulder, I find Slate watching me. I don’t know what’s up his ass. He’s been distant since Emmie and I started hanging out with Matt Brody and his gang. I smile at Emmie but can’t concentrate on what they’re talking about. The hole Slate’s burning in my back is starting to get real hot.

That’s it. I spin around, head straight over, stop in front of him, and place my hands on my hips. “What’s up?”

“Nothin’,” he says, lifting his can of beer to take a sip.

I glare down at him, noting his attitude. It’s not hard to miss. When he’s irritated, his left eye twitches. “Do you want to come over and hang out with us?”

“No.” He sets the beer on the ground and stands up.

Damn. He’s shot up like five inches this past year. He’s slimmed out, too. Girls are starting to notice; it rather annoys me, but I can’t understand why. I crane my neck to look up at him, my smugness shrinking by the second. “Then why do you keep staring over there?”

The twitching halts when, for a brief moment, his eyes drop to my mouth. Matt does that, too. I know why he's doing it, but I can’t comprehend why Slate just did. I know he doesn’t want to kiss me. “What, Slate?”

“Will you go to the movies with me?”

“What?” I draw my head back. “Now?”

“No. Friday,” he easily responds.

What’s going on here? Why is he acting so weird? Why would he be asking me to the... Oh. My. God! No, he can’t be. Okay. I get it. He’s messing with me, pissed because I’ve been hanging out with Matt and them, and not him. “Why, Slate Declan, are you asking me out on a date?” I touch my chest, playing along.

“Yes, Rayna Keeney. I am,” he says with absolution, the kind he delivers whenever he says he’s going to do something and then follows through. The tone makes my heart skip a beat.

I tilt my head and squint up at him, mouth slightly open. We’re friends. Only ever have been friends. He can’t be serious. “And, you tell me,” I say, swaying closer, not about to back down if he is messing around, “just how would that work?”

“Well, you’d put something real pretty on, and,” he bends down, our mouths nearly touching, “I’d put on a decent t-shirt, borrow Jax’s car, drive on over to your house, and pick you up. We’d go to the movies. Midway through the show, I’d lean over and kiss you.” He shifts to the left, whispering into my ear, “And then you’ll fall madly in love with me.

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