AllFreeNovel
Share Us
She arches an eyebrow and inclines her head.
“Okay, eighty-five percent of it is not true.”
She folds her arms in front of her chest and cocks a hip.
“Fine, it’s seventy-nine percent fabricated. The thing that happened in Monaco with the Lambo...” I shrug.
Harley shakes her head like I’m hopeless.
I hold up my phone in one hand so she can look at it and the cookie from Beans & Books in the other. “I brought something to sweeten the deal.”
She eyes the cookie and then takes it from me, peering into the bag and breathing deeply the buttery and chocolate chip scent. “You know me well.”
I have the strange thought,If only that were true.
After tearing off a chunk of the cookie, dividing it in half, and then passing it to me, she takes my phone. My pulse kicks up a few notches. I blame it on the coffee and chocolate.
“Who’s Leigh Green?”
Frowning, I don’t recognize the name. “Not sure.”
“She wrote the hit piece.”
My stomach drops. “Oh. Not good.”
“So, you know her?”
“You might say that.”
“You dated her and then dumped her,” Harley says, a statement and not a question.
I nod slowly. “You know me so well.”
“It was only a matter of time before your playboy ways caught up with you.”
“What do you know about?—?”
“Plenty, Big Shot.”
“By the way, how is your arm?”
She angles away from me. “My arm is fine. None of your concern.”
“You wouldn’t have gotten stung if you weren’t trying to avoid me.”
Harley flips her hair and then gazes up at me. “You didn’t care that I got stung by a jellyfish that time we were at Hidden Hammock beach and?—”
We were in the water, smooching, but I guess she doesn’t want to be reminded of that part. “I offered to pee on it.”
“Seriously, Ryan. How old are you?”
My lips quiver with a smile that I struggle against. “Same age as you.”
She huffs then passes me back my phone when it buzzes in her hand.
It’s a text from the coach. I wince as the phone rings. I have to answer. Crossing to the far side of the dining room in the Plundering Pelican, I take the call.
Coach Becker reems me out.
