90 Days (Prairie Town Book 2) by T.E. Ridener

sometime.”
         “We should.” He opened his arms and shrugged.  “Hug?”
         He wouldn’t have to ask twice.  She stepped up to him and wrapped her arms around his body, trying to keep their embrace platonic, but that was easier said than done. 
         Benji’s arms slowly circled around her and her eyes instantly closed. 
         It was perfect.
         “Tonight then.” He said; his voice muffled against her shoulder.  “I can’t wait.”
         “I can’t either.”
         And she couldn’t.  She honest to goodness couldn’t.     
      
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
      Chapter 6
     
    Benji
     
         So maybe Prairie Town wasn’t so much fun on a Friday night, but he quickly learned that things could turn around if one simply invited a bunch of good friends, smoked a little weed, and put a few coins in the jukebox at Rusty’s Lanes in the next town over.
         Aeros City, North Carolina was the total opposite of Lydia’s hometown.  The streets rolled up by 7pm in good ole PT, but Aeros City was wide awake and thriving with its youth as partygoers and thrill seekers drove down the streets, hooting and hollering in excitement.
         It was a miniature version of Las Vegas and the bowling alley was the mecca for all rowdy, fun-having young people.
         It could have been worse, really.  The biggest thing Prairie Town seemed to have was the 24-hour supermarket.  At least the bowling alley offered pool tables, pinball machines, junk food, and of course, bowling.
         Benji was all for it.
         And the best part?  Laney did tag along with them and he hoped he could get a minute alone with her.  Even if it only involved saying hi and making an idiot of himself, he would cherish those sixty seconds.
         “Okay, so we’ve got sodas and we’ve got nachos.” Lydia announced as she appeared with a tray stacked a mile high with nachos and cheese.  Her smile was unwavering as she glanced back at Callum.  He was helping with the tray of drinks and Benji could tell he was happy to do it.
         As he should be. He thought.  If Callum wasn’t the type of man to help his woman, Benji would’ve been happy to educate him, but it seemed the guy already had it under control.  Good.
         “Oh, fantastic!” Ags said as he jumped up from his seat and grabbed for a box of nachos.  “You read my mind; this is exactly what I was craving.”
         “Munchies much?” Benji snickered, reaching for a cup of soda.
         “Duh.  It wouldn’t be much fun otherwise.” Ags mumbled, cramming his mouth full.
         Benji’s eyes wandered to Laney, who had leaned over, attempting to tie her bowling shoes.  It wasn’t entirely his fault if the collar of her shirt was hanging low enough to get a peek at her cleavage, was it?
         Look away. His mind told him.  But did he listen?
         No.
         It was by sheer luck that Ags caught his attention before Laney caught him staring.  His friend wrapped an arm around his neck and laughed about something, though Benji had no damn idea what had been said because he wasn’t paying a bit of attention.
         “Shit, he’s funny.” Ags said, his eyes following Jeb’s every move.  “And cute.” He added in a lower voice.  “Don’t you think he’s cute?”
         “Eh, if I was into guys, he’d be all right.” Benji responded, nudging his friend’s ribs lightly.  “Why don’t you just go talk to him?”
         “I can’t.  He’s not into me. He’s barely into Aggie.”
         The sadness in Ags’ voice really crushed him, but no one could afford to be without a buzz tonight.  So in good Benji fashion, he tousled Ags’ perfectly groomed hair and pointed towards the pins waiting to be knocked down.
         “Ready to start this game?”
         “Are you kidding me?” Ags rolled his