Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“Okay,” I agree. We wait for a car to drive past before walking across the road.
Stepping inside the diner, I relish the warm air and take a seat on one of the stools by the counter.
“If it isn’t my favorite neighbor I hardly get to see anymore,” Jill says as she comes up behind me.
I glance over my shoulder and smile. “Oh, hey.”
She sits down beside me, a mischievous expression on her face. “Soooo, how are things with you and Levi?”
Waverly’s eyebrows fly up. “Are we talking about Mr. Hottie that lives next door to you?”
Jill winks at Waverly. “That’s the one. I’ve noticed Kelcie is at his place every night.” My neighbor looks at me again. “Girl, for someone who’s seldom seen out and about, you sure are the talk of town.”
“Is it true you finally told Colby to hit the road?” Waverly asks.
My cheeks flush from all the attention, and I grumble, “Hush. Both of you.”
“No, no, no. You don’t get to live this exciting life and not share the juicy details with us,” Jill says.
I drink the rest of my latte, making them suffer, then I grin. “Yes, I made it clear to Colby that I will never date him. After he left, his mother came over to tell me what an awful person I am for breaking his heart. She even slapped me.”
My friends gasp, then Waverly mutters, “That’s it. Next time she comes in, I’m spitting on her food.”
Laughter tumbles past my lips. “Oh God. Please don’t do that on my account.”
“Okay, enough about the dipshit and his family. I want to know about you and Levi. What goes on in that house all night long?” Jill asks, wagging her eyebrows suggestively.
Just thinking about Levi, my smile widens.
Jill slaps her hand on the counter, surprise flickering over her face. “Holy crap. You’re in love with him.”
Waverly grabs hold of my forearms. “Really?”
When I nod, they both shriek, looking so happy for me that it warms my heart.
“And? Does he feel the same about you?” Waverly asks.
I nod again.
Jill yanks me into a sideways hug while Waverly says, “We need to celebrate with hot chocolate.”
I wait for Waverly to prepare the three drinks, and when we each have a steaming mug in our hands, I tell them, “Levi is the most incredible man ever. He makes me so happy.”
Jill impatiently gestures for me to keep talking.
A shy smile tugs at my mouth. “And he’s a damn good kisser. I go weak in the knees for the man.” When she gestures again for me to say more, I shake my head. “No. The rest is private.”
“Ooooh,” both women tease me, then Jill says, “Private means sex.”
“Hush,” I chastise her. “I don’t want the whole diner to hear.”
We all burst out laughing, and to get the spotlight off me, I ask Jill, “Did you let Holly go on that date we talked about?”
“Yes.” She looks downright disgruntled. “The little bastard kissed her right in front of me. I pulled them apart by their ears, and now my daughter hates me.” My mouth drops open, but before I can say something, Jill continues, “But get this. She didn’t want to kiss him anyway. And I’m the bad guy?”
“Mothers are always the bad guys,” Waverly mutters. “I wouldn’t let Lucas go to a sleepover, and he dumped all his LEGOs in my bedroom as revenge.”
“That’s just diabolical,” Jill says before she starts to laugh. “Did you step on any?”
“What do you mean, did I step on any?” Waverly scowls at her. “I freaking tap-danced all the way to the bathroom.”
Our laughter fills the air, and it feels so good to hang out with them, I don’t even keep an eye on the time.
Jill glances at her phone, then shoots up off the stool. “Oh crap. My lunch hour ended thirty minutes ago. The boys are going to fire my ass.”
Jill’s been working for the Woods brothers as a receptionist at their auto repair shop.
Just as she turns around, she slams into Deputy Stone’s chest.
“God, Jonas. Are you made of steel?” She scowls at him before moving to dart around him, but he leans back and grabs hold of her wrist.
My eyes widen when I hear her call him by his first name, and I’m completely entranced by what’s happening right in front of me.
“Hold up. It’s bad out,” he tells her. “I’ll give you a ride.”
“Oh. Thanks.” Jill practically bats her eyelashes at him.
Waverly gets so excited that she starts patting relentlessly at my shoulder.
“I’m looking,” I whisper at her. “Stop hitting me.”
“Shoot. Sorry.”
When we turn our attention to Jill and Deputy Stone again, they’re staring at us.
“So . . .” Waverly wiggles a finger between them. “Anything the two of you care to share with us?”
“There’s nothing to share,” Jill replies.