Page 13 of Always Bayou


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“Bec?”

“Hey,” she called from the second door on the left.

“They said you wanted to talk to me.”

“Yeah, come in.”

He stopped in the doorway. He’d seen her room in passing. He’d rewired a ceiling fan up here and fixed the faucet on the tub and he’d glanced in.

The room was just like Becca. Light, sweet, straightforward. She had a queen-sized bed with a yellow and green duvet and three pillows. No extra throw pillows. No extra blankets. Just the basics. There was a dresser with jewelry and a few bottles, books, and framed photos on the top. There was a tall bookcase in one corner, filled to the brim, with books stacked on top of the books shelves and more on the floor in front of it. Her bedside table had a lamp with a shade that matched her bedspread, an alarm clock, more books, and a bottle of lotion and a bottle of water.

All pretty and feminine but also just…straightforward.

“Hey,” he greeted, propping his shoulder against the doorjamb.

She gave him a smile. “Hey.” Then she spread her arms. “What do you think?”

She was wearing a midnight blue dress with spaghetti straps. It was simple, silky, clinging to her curves seductively but not tight. It made the blue of her eyes even more intense and her skin look even creamier.

He tucked his hands into his pockets so he could move his fly away from his I-love-that-fucking-dress cock. “So much better than the devil costume.”

She smiled. “This is for New Year’s Eve.”

He nodded. “You look absolutely amazing.”

His response clearly surprised her. Maybe because he wasn’t usually so nice.

“Thank you.”

“Is that it?” He pushed away from the door.

“Uh, no, actually.”

He stopped. “No?”

She wet her lips. “No.”

“What else do you need?”

“You were wrong.”

“About?”

“The costume.”

He frowned. “How so?”

“He didn’t go for it.” She shrugged. “Luke didn’t ask me out on Halloween. I think the costume was too sweet. He’s still been friendly and everything. We still kind of flirt in class and stuff. I just don’t think he got the message that I’m interested in more.”

“If he didn’t ask you out after seeing you in that costume, he’s stupid.” That was just a fact.

“I don’t think he’s stupid.”

“Maybe he’s just not into you.”

Her eyes widened.

He shrugged. “It’s possible, Bec. I mean, I can’t imagine that’s the case, but maybe he doesn’t feel that way about you. Like Daniel.” A guy could hope.

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