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“I haven’t told a lot of people yet. Keep my secret?” She bats her eyelashes at me.
“You know I can’t keep it from your brother and…” I lift my wrist. “I’m really late in meeting him.”
“Let’s go,” Derek says to her. “The movie.”
“Yeah, right. Thanks again for your help, Cam.”
I nod, narrowing my eyes at Derek. Chevelle laughs as if my big-brother overprotectiveness is cute to her. She usually hates it. It’s how I get a rise out of her most times. I like annoying her as if we’re eight on the playground. Any reaction from Chevelle will do. At least it means she feels something for me.
The two of them walk off right as my phone buzzes in my pocket.
“I’m coming,” I answer and hang up.
A short time later, I walk into Truth or Dare Brewery, ignoring everyone’s hellos and heading right to Fisher, who’s sitting with Jed, Chevelle’s stepbrother.
“Did you two know Chevelle has a boyfriend? Some fisherman from the dock?” I say.
They stare at me for a beat, then look at one another.
“We all know Chevelle, it won’t last,” Fisher says.
Then they go back to their drinks. I sit quietly and stew, when what I really want to do is follow Chevelle and Derek on their date so I can make sure he’s worthy of her.
3
“COCKTEASE.”
Chevelle
My sister Mandi is getting married in two days. Since she and her fiancé, Noah, have been living in our shared house, I’ve yet to really invite Derek over because although he’s really easy on the eyes, his personality is hard to warm up to. He has a chip on his shoulder that I’d love to help him shed. But other than that, he’s been great.
I invited him over tonight since I’m the only one here.
The doorbell rings and I wait a few seconds before answering the door. A girl never wants to seem too eager for her date to arrive.
Derek has boxes of microwave popcorn, Junior Mints, and Skittles in his hands. “The musts of a movie night.”
“I baked some cookies too. And I have popcorn. Great minds think alike.”
He smiles and wraps an arm around my waist forcefully, pulling me into him. My hand lands on his chest and he smashes his lips to mine, sticking his tongue in my mouth without any finesse, just brute force. So he needs a little help in the kissing department. Good thing for him, I’m an expert teacher.
I slide out of his grip and take the items from him, heading into the kitchen.
“You bake?” he asks.
“Yeah. Ever since I was young.” My brothers would always ask me to bake for them. They had to help me at first, but then I took over for most of the holidays.
He leans his ass against the counter and crosses his arms, watching me move the cookies from the cookie sheet to the cooling rack. “I never pegged you as a baker.”
I chuckle. “How did you peg me?”
His gaze travels down my body. “Not as a baker. If I wasn’t watching this with my own eyes, I would’ve assumed you bribed someone else to bake them just to impress me.”
My forehead scrunches. “That’s a little insulting.” I put down the spatula and stare at him.
He pushes off the counter and grabs me again, pulling me into him. “It’s only because you’re so sexy. I always think of girls who bake as the ones who can’t get a date on Saturday night.” He kisses my neck. “But you’re too fucking hot to bake.”
I feel my cheeks heat. “Thank you.”
