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My yellow sports bra was soaked with sweat, making my nipples stand at attention.
“I do love that color on you, baby.”
“Shut up. You know if you were a real gentleman you wouldn’t have pointed that out. Let’s add pig to the list of insults, Dylan.”
“I can’t help it, sweetheart, they’re pointing right at me.”
I instantly crossed my arms over my exposed chest, blushing.
“Now that red is my second favorite color on you,” he rasped, standing up.
I stood up too, looking everywhere but at him, trying to avoid his stare. A bottle of water appeared in front of my face. I mistakenly gazed up, locking eyes with him. I reached out to take the water he was offering. Our fingers lightly brushed longer than I wanted to, but he wouldn’t let go of the water.
I scowled, pulling it harder in my direction. His face didn’t waver along with his grip.
“Thank you,” I appeased, and he immediately let go.
Asshole.
He grinned, tugging on the ends of my hair.
“What’s with you and the hair pulling?”
He stepped back, engulfing me with his stare again. He turned to walk back up the stairs, completely ignoring me.
“You didn’t answer my question!” I shouted
“I’ll see you tonight,” was all he said.
I walked the entire way home.
Not needing to run away from anything that time.
DYLAN
I knocked on Aubrey’s door at five minutes till eight. Alex said I needed to arrive early to show that I was serious about this date.
“You must be Dylan,” an older lady greeted me, opening the door. I assumed it was Aubrey’s mom since she looked like an older version of her. They say daughters turned into their mothers and if that’s the case, I fucking approved.
I smiled. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Ow— Ma’am.”
Shit.
Her parents were divorced, and I had no idea what her mom’s maiden name was. She must have noticed my not-so-subtle pause because she instinctively narrowed her eyes at me, tilting her head to the side.
“Aubrey told you—” it was her turn to hesitate. She casually smiled, recovering quickly and shaking her head. “You can call me Jane.”
What was that?
She stepped aside for me to come into the foyer.
“These are for you.” I handed her flowers.
“For me?” She smiled for real that time. I instantly felt at ease.
“Of course, mama’s deserve flowers, too. These are for Aubrey.” I winked.
“Why thank you so much, Dylan. This is very sweet of you.”
