Thoughtless by S. C. Stephens

Author:S. C. Stephens
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary Women, General, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9781476717470
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2009-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Clubbing “Oh . . . holy . . . fuck!” Griffin muttered as he smacked Matt, who happened to be sitting next to him at their table, across the chest. “Dude, I’m in love. Look at that piece of ass!”

Knowing Griffin’s types, I studiously ignored him while I handed the guys their beers. I glanced at Kellan from the corner of my eye the whole time. He was glancing at me from the corner of his too. He looked . . . resigned. I had worried about how Kellan would be toward me today, after our conversation this morning in the kitchen. But he had given me a ride to school like normal, picked me up like normal, and driven me to work, all just like normal . . . if a little more quietly. I had told him it wasn’t necessary, and he had given me the look. You know, the look that clearly says, Don’t be ridiculous, of course I’ll still take you where you need to go . . . since we’re friends and all. Well, that’s what the look had said to me anyway.

I was wondering what he was thinking about when I noticed Griffin grin stupidly and sit up a little in his chair. I looked over at him curiously when suddenly hands covered my eyes.

“Guess who?” I pulled down the hands and spun around. “Anna?” I pulled my sister in for a hug. “Oh my God! We were supposed to pick you up from the airport tomorrow. What are you doing here?”

She looked at me briefly, then her eyes drifted over to Kellan, sitting casually at the table near her, watching us. “I couldn’t wait . . . hopped an earlier flight.”

Ignoring who her gaze was focused on, and Griffin’s impatient cough—he obviously wanted an introduction—I stepped back to look at her. My crazy, impulsive sister—she looked exactly the same. We had nearly identical heart-shaped faces with high cheekbones and our mom’s perky nose, but that was where the similarities stopped. She was tall, almost as tall as Denny actually, and she emphasized that with slinky black high heels. She was voluptuous, where I was more . . . athletic, and she also emphasized that with an absurdly tight red dress. Inwardly I sighed; she looked like she had just walked off a runway, not an airplane.

Her lips were perfectly full and painted a bright red, the same shade as her dress. Her eyes were a deep, constant green, where my hazel ones seemed to continually change color. Where my dark brown hair was wavy and unmanageable, hers, so dark brown in color it was almost black, was so luxuriously shiny that it rippled like water when she moved. Currently, she had half of it effortlessly pulled up in a clip. The hair that loosely spilled around her shoulders was streaked with red as bright as her dress.

I picked up a strand of the bright red locks. Well, not everything about my sister was the same.

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