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“Nod if you understand me, Billy,” I tell him, then wait for him to do it.
The little prick looks at me and nods so hard it looks like his head might fall off his neck.
Satisfied, I step back. “Now go home and don’t come back here.Ever.”
His eyes dart between me and Lindy, and I step to the side, blocking her from view. “Don’t look at her.”
“Brandon,” Lindy protests as Shitstain turns and jogs toward a car I might have seen in one of thoseFast and Furiousmovies.
Fucking pansy-ass little shit.
When I turn toward Lindy, her lower lip trembles like she’s going to cry.
Damn. I’m not good with crying women. It doesn’t matter if they’re fifteen or fifty-five. “Shortcake,” I reach out for her, but she shrugs away.
“Now he’s going to tell the whole school I’m a baby.” She makes some kind of frustrated noise, then runs past her mother into the house, leaving me standing there wondering what the fuck I just did wrong.
When I look up, Ashlyn is standing behind me, and she looks torn.
Like she wants to say something but isn’t sure how to talk to me.
Probably uncomfortable after the earlier thing in the kitchen.
Isure as hell am.
I’m a lot of things, but I’m not a guy who puts his head in the sand. So I walk up to her front porch and watch the flush in her cheeks deepen with every step I take.
When she finally lifts her eyes to mine, I stop in front of her. “What happened?” she asks.
“You might want to ask Lindy. She might have a very different version than mine.”
Ashlyn crosses her arms over her chest, pushing her boobs up in the process. “Well, let me hear yours first, please.”
“I don’t know what happened before I came over here, but I was walking to my truck when I heard her arguing with that little shitstain. I turned around when she yelled at him and ran over. I may have scared the fucking piss out of him after I saw him grab her wrist. She yanked it from him and almost fell in the process.”
“What?” She looks behind her at the front door, then back to me. “He grabbed her?”
“Yeah. Who is he?”
Ashlyn blows out a frustrated breath. “He took her to prom last year. He’s a senior and a little dick. But if I tell her that, it’s the kiss of death. She’ll dig her heels in and never let go.”
“Pretty sure he’s not going to be coming around again any time soon.” Not that I feel one fucking bit of guilt over that.
“Thanks, Brandon.” She motions toward the house behind her. “I need to go check on Lindy.”
“Yeah.” I take a chance and move a little closer. “Listen, Ashlyn, about earlier.”
She covers her face with her hands. “Oh God. Can we not. Please?”
“You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of.” I gently peel her hands away from her face and enjoy the way her green eyes flutter open.
We’re both quiet. Lost in the moment.
I cup her delicate shoulders in my hands.
The pull is still there, and it’s as real today as it was then.
Kissing her would be easy.
