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“Um, hi.”
“Who is it?” Rebel said, not bothering to keep his voice low.
“How did you get my number?” She covered the phone with her hand. “It’s Charleston.”
The expression on Rebel’s face changed to annoyance. He went to reach for the phone, but she got off of him and smacked his hand away, smiling.
“I’m not some stalker, I swear.”
“Okay,” she chuckled a little awkwardly.
“But you’re pretty easy to find online.”
Yeah, I’d say that sounds stalkerish.
“Okay, that came out weird as hell.” Charleston cleared his throat. “Anyway, if you’re not too creeped out by me, can I hit you up for those tutoring lessons?”
She didn’t answer right away, glanced at Rebel and saw he was pissed, but didn’t want to straight out turn Charleston away.
He’d done nothing bad to her, and just because there was this beef with him and Rebel, she didn’t want to be a bitch.
“Sure, I can tutor you.”
Rebel flared his nostrils as his anger was tangible, and she shrugged. Once she was off the phone and had it shoved back in her bag, she looked at Rebel.
“What?”
“I don’t like you talking to that asshole.” Rebel stood and picked up her bag from the floor.
She followed him out of the house and locked the front door behind her. “Rebel, he’s been fine to me, nice even.”
“He’s bad news.”
“How can you possibly know that? He’s been at the school for such a short time.”
Rebel stopped and faced her. “Because he’s like me, and I know what an asshole I can be.”
She couldn’t help but smile. Looking around to see if anyone was outside, Rosie grabbed his hand and pulled him back onto the porch where they were partially hidden. Then she rose on her toes and kissed him.
He groaned and gripped her nape, pulling her even closer and he stroked her lips with his tongue. She pulled away before it got too intense.
“Is it that you really don’t like him, or that you’re just jealous?” she asked, kind of teasing, but hoping he’d come around and see that not everyone was this bad guy.
True, she didn’t know Charleston that well anyway, but it wasn’t like she’d just agreed to go on a date with him or anything.
“Both,” Rebel said honestly, and without any hesitation. He leaned down and kissed her again, but it was a quick peck. He grabbed her hand and led her to the car, and once inside he cranked the engine.
Although he seemed fine now, looking over at him showed that Rebel was still tense.
Well, her guy certainly was a “bad boy”, and Rosie knew that came with a lot of things. But it’s also one of the massive reasons she’d fallen so hard for him.
* * *
Rebel reachedout and took hold of her hand, pulled it closer, and downshifted while their fingers were entwined.
“What do you think my mom and your dad will say when they find out?” she asked, and he could see out of his peripheral vision she was looking at him. “Or do you think we shouldn’t tell them? They’ll probably freak out.”
Yeah, no doubt they would, because their parents saw them as one big happy family. They might be that, but he’d never seen Rosie as a sister, and the very thought of her in that way made him disgusted.
