I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at my sister’s comment. There was no way that Sam had the hots for me and the fact that she was saying he did said more about her than it did about him or me.
Raven said nothing, which I found surprising. I expected her to say something like Grayson’s comment was stupid, that Sam had a girlfriend, or he liked older g
As much as I thought Sam could be a jerk sometimes, he was polite enough to hold the door for all of us while we walked into the diner, which was really nice. The moment I walked in, though, I stopped walking, right in the middle of the entryway, causing Gray to bump into me.It wasn’t that the diner wasn’t almost exactly what I’d been expecting. Th
“Hey, Ben!” Sam called as Ben approached our booth. He was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans with a stained white apron tied over the top of them. Even in his work clothes, he still looked better than any of the other guys in the restaurant, and that was saying something considering how attractive they all were. I gave him a shy smile, not sure what to say. Would he think it was weird that I was here with his roommates?
As I stared at the fifty dollar bill on the table, Grayson made her way over from visiting with the guys who’d stolen her attention. I tried to pull my eyes away from the money, but it wasn’t until after Gray had introduced herself and forced Ben to scoot over, into me, that I realized what was going on. I slid all the way to the wall, barely making enough room for my sister, with Ben pressed up against me.
Once our food came, we ate in relative silence. Gray got up quite a few times to refill her cup, use the bathroom again, and basically do whatever she could to speak to the hot guys that were already in the restaurant and those that arrived while we were eating. A lot of them were older than me by at least four or five years. Gray didn’t care. She would flirt with a dad if he was hot.
I wasn’t even all the way inside of the kitchen when Grayson started complaining about Sam to me. “Can you believe that jerk?” she shouted. “Where does he get off trying to tell me who I can and can’t talk to?”She went to the refrigerator and slung the door open so wide, it shook. I gave her a minute to get her drink and close the door.
I stared at my grandma with my mouth agape, trying to figure out what she was talking about. “I did?” I repeated. She thought that I had turned my twenty dollar bill into a fifty and then back again? “You mean… you think that I hallucinated it or something?”Grandma shook her head. “No, honey. You changed it. You changed it back. Listen
Joshua’s words hit me right in the gut. I didn’t understand what he meant, and I was afraid to ask. But I did it anyway. “What do you mean the Parkers want me?”His brown eyes didn’t quite meet mine when he said, “It’s complicated, Harlow, and I probably shouldn’t get into all of that. It’s just… I know how these
“Mom!” I shouted, running across the yard to catch up to my mother before she made it inside. She stopped and turned to look at me, a little surprised, either at hearing me shouting her name so frantically or seeing me come out of the woods. Maybe both. I didn’t mean to sound desperate, but I also didn’t want her to go inside before I spoke to her. I didn’t want Gray to know that I'd ratted her out if I could avoid it.