Wishes At First Light. Joanne Rock
a sound that was half laugh and half cry of regret. He must have heard, though, because his eyes narrowed.
âItâs not funny.â
âNo.â She shook her head. Just a misunderstanding that would embarrass them both forever. âI know. But I was really scared.â
âIâll say.â Shoving upright on the seat, he scrubbed a hand over his pale face. His skin looked clammy. âIâll be lucky if I can still have kids after that.â
She bit her lip. âSorry. Iâve had...bad experiences with guys.â
She tried to gauge his expression as he stared back at her, but what she saw was wariness. Not anger.
But then he heaved out a long breath and swiped a hand across his forehead.
âYou think you can drive a stick?â He nodded toward the driverâs seat. âI could use a few more minutes to recover, but I know you need to get home.â
âYou want me to drive?â She hopped from foot to foot to warm up.
âI think weâll both be glad for whatever gets us home fastest.â He fell back against the passenger seat and stared out the front windshield, not even looking at her.
âCan I ask you a question first?â She didnât wait for him to answer. âWhen things started to get ugly a minute ago, you said, âI heard you liked this.â What the hell was that supposed to mean?â
âMia. Youâre a smart, smart girl. I thought that before I asked you out. And I know now itâs true after getting to know you more tonight.â He slanted a glance her way, peering down at her. His freckles stood out all the more against his too-pale skin. âSo Iâm going to guess you know exactly what I meant because you have to be aware of your reputation at school, right? Youâre a favorite topic of discussion among the male population of Crestwood.â
His words hit her like a pile of books falling off the top shelf of her closet. She fumed even though a small part of her was glad he thought she was smart.
âAnd the consensus is that I like grabbing guysâ crotches?â
He didnât even pick his head up where it lolled back against the headrest, but she could see him roll his eyes.
âNot in so many words. Butâwhether itâs true or notâguys want to believe the hottest girl in school is also...attainable. I never paid much attention to it, honestly. But when I thought you grabbed meâlike, well, like you wanted meâlibido took over. So sue me.â He gave a bark of laughter. âOn second thought, donât. You already had your revenge. Now can you drive a stick, or not?â
Cold and eager to put this night behind her, Mia nodded. Padding around to the driverâs side of the truck, she tugged open the door and dropped into the seat behind the wheel. The keys were still in the ignition.
âI donât know the way,â she reminded him, slamming the door behind her while she fired the engine to life.
âBack out to the gravel road, and left when you hit the main county route.â He tugged on his seat belt, his legs sprawled to take up the whole passenger side. She noticed heâd taken the to-go cup of soda from the movie theater and wedged it between his thighs.
The ice must help.
âCan I ask another question?â She nearly stalled the truck shifting it into gear, but got it under way, the headlights spilling out over empty hayfields in either direction. âWhat made you think I was smart before tonight?â
Sheâd heard the whole âhottest girl in schoolâ bit before and didnât ever care to hear it again. Those words were like a teenage ode to the high, firm 34DDs on a frame too small to carry them. They didnât have anything to do with the girl inside.
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