Page 46 of Whiskey Smoke


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“Uh, nothing. I’m just here for Trinity.”

“You’ve not seen anything you want?”

“No, not really,” I lied.

He sighed. “Not even the blue romper or white sundress?”

Frowning, I glanced at Six, who shrugged.

“Uh …” I wasn’t sure what to say.

“If you don’t go buy them both, I’ll have Six get them for you, and he doesn’t have a fucking clue about sizes.”

“No. They’re cute, but they cost more than I want to spend.”

“Aspen, go get them.”

“Levi, I refuse to spend that.”

He paused. “Fine. Give the phone back to Six.”

“Okay. Bye.”

“Bye.”

I handed the phone back to Six just as Trinity walked out in a short, formfitting pink dress that looked incredible on her.

I nodded. “You need that.”

She grinned. “Huck will love it and hate it.”

“Then, obviously, you need it.”

She laughed. “You’re a good influence.”

When she went back into the dressing room, I decided to look around. Not that I was going to buy anything. I touched several dresses simply because I was curious about the fabric. I liked the way they felt. Glancing back at the dressing room to make sure Trinity didn’t want to show me something else she’d put on, I bumped into someone.

Spinning back around to apologize because I’d been clumsy, I was surprised to find a familiar face. One I hadn’t expected to see again.

“Brent?”

He smiled, and a blush touched his cheeks. “Hey. I didn’t mean to sneak up on you like that. I just thought it was you and wanted to come say hello.”

I had once thought Brent was attractive, beautiful even. I had lived in a very sheltered world, I now realized. His blond hair, blue eyes, and perfect white smile were all very average.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, returning his smile. It was nice to see someone from home.

“I transferred to the University of Florida this year. Finished junior college and wanted to get out of Robertsdale. I’d heard you moved down here to live with your sister. I was hoping I’d run into you.”

He was? Why?

“Did Patricia transfer too?” I asked since they were engaged. I couldn’t imagine her leaving Robertsdale though.

He shook his head and gave me a sheepish look. “I, uh … we broke it off. Wasn’t right, you know?”

“Aspen.” Six’s much deeper voice startled me, and I looked back over my shoulder to see him walking up behind me.

How the heck did I explain this to Brent?Yeah, this is my bodyguard, I think. We aren’t sure if a gang is out to kill me or not.That would go over real well. He’d think I was crazy.

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