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I wanted to get to know her better. To talk to her. Prove that I wasn’t a complete jerk. So I got out my phone and tapped on the screen.
Diego: You look beautiful today.
I waited a moment for April to get the notification, and when she did, she pulled her phone out of her drawstring bag. She covered her mouth, laughing quietly.
“What?” I whispered to her.
She turned the phone toward me, and I scanned the screen, then my ears heated as I remembered how I’d saved myself into her phone.
Sexy Surfer
She looked back down at her phone, typing out a text, and I stared at my phone like I could will the notification to come through sooner.
April: Should I re-save your contact as Arrogant Boy?
Diego: Confident Man. ;)
April: There’s a fine line between arrogance and confidence... and its name is Diego.
I laughed at that. It was so fun to talk with her when she let her guard down like this.
I was about to type back, but Xander said, “You know you two can just talk to each other, right?”
Busted.
April’s cheeks warmed, and she put her phone back in her bag. I guess we were done with that. But Xander didn’t lower the volume, so we rode in mostly silence. I couldn’t draw my eyes away from her hands on the seat, the dark blue of her nail polish like she’d found school spirit somewhere along the way.
I was wound so tight that I practically jumped out of the pickup as soon as we reached our starting spot where the rest of our group was already waiting by a suburban. Terrell had the back hatch open and was slowly growing a pile of floats and inner tubes for us to ride down the river. There was even a cooler wrapped with pool noodles so we’d have something to eat and drink on the way.
“Y’all remember April, right?” I said.
Terrell and a few other guys from the football team, along with a few girls on the cheer squad, waved and said hello.
April waved back, seeming confident except for the tension in her shoulders. Deena told April how cute her swimsuit was while I went and grabbed the floats, moving them to the truck bed. When they were all in, April came to my shoulder and asked, “What are we doing?”
“We have to drive farther up the river,” I explained. “This is technically the end point.”
“Oh,” she said, watching everyone climb into the pickup bed with the floats or into the cab. “How are we all supposed to fit?” she asked.
“We’ll squeeze in,” I replied, going to the back seat of the pickup. Everyone was piled in up front—Deena sitting on Kenzie’s lap, a girl named Katie in the middle, and then a guy and two more girls in the back seat. They scooted over so I could have a seat, but April looked doubtfully at me.
“I’m not going to fit,” she said, her voice almost a whisper as she looked from the truck cab to the bed.
I reached for her hand, loving the way her soft skin felt against mine. “Sit on my lap.”
Her eyes widened. “I’d crush you.”
I laughed, pulling her up and settling her thighs on top of mine. Then I reached for the door, closing it.
She looked over her shoulder at me, her cheeks, neck, and even her ears growing redder by the second. “Are you sure this is okay?” she asked quietly. “Are you in pain? I was serious about the crushing.”
Smirking, I leaned closer, my chin against her shoulder as I whispered, “If this is the way I go, I’ll die a happy man.”
She rolled her eyes at me and held on to the handle, trying to steady herself as we bounced over a dirt road. But I really didn’t mind. I liked the steadiness I felt with her sitting on me, pressing me down into the seat. Liked the softness of her legs where they grazed against my bare calves.
In fact, the trip was over far too soon for my liking when Xander parked and it was time to get out.
She stepped out first, stepping aside while everyone else piled out and smoothing the wrap she had around her legs. I went to the bed of the truck and found two tubes for us. As I approached her, I noticed her toying with the straps of her drawstring bag.
