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He chuckles. “I could hear you yelling and splashing around from the road,” he informs us.
“We aren’t drunk,” Erin declares.
He gives her a look.
She points to Ansley and changes her statement. “Well, Ansley isn’t drunk.”
Ansley lifts her hand and holds her fingers about an inch apart. “Maybe this much drunk,” she admits.
“Are we in trouble?” I ask.
He grins. “If you guys are done with your midnight swim, I think we can let it slide this time,” he teases.
I let out a breath. “Oh, thank goodness. I can’t call my mom to get me out of jail again,” I say.
All their eyes come to me.
“You guys remember Senior Day?”
Then, they all start nodding, and we collapse in a fit of giggles.
Graham just watches us.
“All right, ladies, let’s get you all home,” he says as he pulls his phone from his back pocket.
He dials. “Hey, Ted. I just fished your wife and her friends out of the creek down behind the barbecue joint. Okay, we’ll be waiting up by my truck. I’ll get them dried off.”
He ends the call and holds out his hand. I take it, and he helps me to my feet.
I stumble into his chest.
His warm, hard chest.
I look up into his amused eyes.
“Don’t tell my mom about this,” I whisper.
He leans in and says, “It’s our little secret,” and a shiver prickles down my spine as his hot breath tickles my ear.
A throat clears, and I quickly turn to see Erin, Jena, and Ansley grinning at us.
“Follow me, ladies, and watch your step,” he instructs as he takes my hand.
I reach back and clutch Erin’s hand, and we form a clumsy chain as he leads us out of the woods and to his truck, parked beside Erin’s Jeep.
He lets the tailgate down and motions for us to take a seat, and then he disappears into the restaurant.
“Maybe we should make a run for it,” Jena suggests.
“Ha! Taeli isn’t going anywhere. Not with Graham Tuttle fawning over her,” Erin quips.
“He is not fawning over me,” I snap.
“You like him,” Jena says.
All of their eyes come to me.
“He’s okay,” I admit.
“Okay?” Jena gasps.
“Yeah, I guess. What?”
“Sure, the bossy but sweet, successful, handsome man that you were making swoony eyes at is okay,” Erin states.
“I did not swoon,” I deny.
“Ansley?” Erin turns to the other girl and raises an eyebrow.
Ansley leans around her and looks at me. “Sorry, Tae. You totally swooned.”
“Well, it’s rude to point it out.” I huff.
“Shh, here he comes,” Jena whisper-shouts.
