us.
Yes indeed, one of them asked if I was Britis h. Maggie laughed and told her my name was short for Britney, but she only knew that because she'd asked me the same thing the first time we met at Rachel and Collin's wedding party.
I was looking toward the back of the bus when Josh, who had up until then been hidden from my view, started making his way up to the front. It was a fairly smooth ride, but he still had to brace himself on the poles positioned throughout the bus. It was packed in there and he was moving slowly. I watched him the whole time, totally oblivious to the conversation going on around me. He had ditched the Jason mask and work jacket, and was left wearing a pair of greyish black jeans and a black V-neck T-shirt. His hair was curly and messy, and perfectly framed his handsome face. I studied his masculine form as he carefully made his way to the front of the bus. I was watching him, so I had the pleasure of seeing him react to catching sight of me for the first time. His expression changed from doubtful to relieved the instant he laid eyes on me, and he began making a beeline in my direction.
For some reason, the impending confrontation made me extremely nervous. I felt like there might not be enough oxygen in the bus as I watched him close the remaining distance between us. He stopped in front of me and used the back of the couch to lean over and speak close to my ear. There was music playing and a lot of noise in the bus, so even though he was almost yelling, I had to strain to hear him.
"I didn't get to finish what I was saying earlier," he said. Although he had to yell, I could tell his tone was sweet. I looked at him, confused by his statement and the fa ct that it didn't come across as grouchy. He looked at Maggie, who hadn't noticed him come up at first, but was now watching our conversation. Josh gave her a quick smile before turning back to me. "Rachel wanted to tell you something," he said. "She told me to see if I could find you."
I looked at Maggie and shrugged as if to say I should probably go see what Rachel needed.
"Go ahead," Maggie said. "I'll come back and say hi in a little bit."
I followed Josh to the back of the bus. He sat in a seat about five people from Rachel. There was room right next to him, but I figured I should see what Rachel needed to tell me.
"Hey girl," I said, coming to stand near Rachel. She shifted to make a little room for me, but the couch was packed, and I was forced to perch on the very edge.
"Hey!" Rachel said. "I'm glad you made it on the bus, I told the driver to wait, but when I didn't see you after we took off, I figured you changed your mind."
"Is that why you sent Josh to get me?" I asked.
She shot me a silly smirk that told me she thought I was joking, and we both looked at Josh who was busy talking to Emily. I didn't know what to say at that point. Obviously, Rachel hadn't sent Josh to get me.
The person on the other side of Collin was talking about the come from behind relay race that Collin and his teammates had won at the Olympics, and Rachel turned away for a second to chime in on that conversation. I used the opportunity to look at the guy who'd just lied to get me to come to the back of the bus. Josh was looking directly at me when I glanced his way. I felt the weight of his gaze like it was making physical contact with me, pressing down on my lungs. I couldn't figure out how the sight of this guy made it difficult for me to get enough air. Then, to my utter shock, confusion and maybe a little excitement, he patted his freaking lap to tell me I could come sit on it.
Chapter 12
Josh
I signaled for Brit to come sit on my lap, and she began looking around the bus in a panic to see if anyone else had seen me do it. When she realized I hadn't been caught, she looked at me again. I just raised my eyebrows as if to ask , what's it gonna be? She smiled, as her eyes shifted nervously to the people around us. I could tell she was
Yes indeed, one of them asked if I was Britis h. Maggie laughed and told her my name was short for Britney, but she only knew that because she'd asked me the same thing the first time we met at Rachel and Collin's wedding party.
I was looking toward the back of the bus when Josh, who had up until then been hidden from my view, started making his way up to the front. It was a fairly smooth ride, but he still had to brace himself on the poles positioned throughout the bus. It was packed in there and he was moving slowly. I watched him the whole time, totally oblivious to the conversation going on around me. He had ditched the Jason mask and work jacket, and was left wearing a pair of greyish black jeans and a black V-neck T-shirt. His hair was curly and messy, and perfectly framed his handsome face. I studied his masculine form as he carefully made his way to the front of the bus. I was watching him, so I had the pleasure of seeing him react to catching sight of me for the first time. His expression changed from doubtful to relieved the instant he laid eyes on me, and he began making a beeline in my direction.
For some reason, the impending confrontation made me extremely nervous. I felt like there might not be enough oxygen in the bus as I watched him close the remaining distance between us. He stopped in front of me and used the back of the couch to lean over and speak close to my ear. There was music playing and a lot of noise in the bus, so even though he was almost yelling, I had to strain to hear him.
"I didn't get to finish what I was saying earlier," he said. Although he had to yell, I could tell his tone was sweet. I looked at him, confused by his statement and the fa ct that it didn't come across as grouchy. He looked at Maggie, who hadn't noticed him come up at first, but was now watching our conversation. Josh gave her a quick smile before turning back to me. "Rachel wanted to tell you something," he said. "She told me to see if I could find you."
I looked at Maggie and shrugged as if to say I should probably go see what Rachel needed.
"Go ahead," Maggie said. "I'll come back and say hi in a little bit."
I followed Josh to the back of the bus. He sat in a seat about five people from Rachel. There was room right next to him, but I figured I should see what Rachel needed to tell me.
"Hey girl," I said, coming to stand near Rachel. She shifted to make a little room for me, but the couch was packed, and I was forced to perch on the very edge.
"Hey!" Rachel said. "I'm glad you made it on the bus, I told the driver to wait, but when I didn't see you after we took off, I figured you changed your mind."
"Is that why you sent Josh to get me?" I asked.
She shot me a silly smirk that told me she thought I was joking, and we both looked at Josh who was busy talking to Emily. I didn't know what to say at that point. Obviously, Rachel hadn't sent Josh to get me.
The person on the other side of Collin was talking about the come from behind relay race that Collin and his teammates had won at the Olympics, and Rachel turned away for a second to chime in on that conversation. I used the opportunity to look at the guy who'd just lied to get me to come to the back of the bus. Josh was looking directly at me when I glanced his way. I felt the weight of his gaze like it was making physical contact with me, pressing down on my lungs. I couldn't figure out how the sight of this guy made it difficult for me to get enough air. Then, to my utter shock, confusion and maybe a little excitement, he patted his freaking lap to tell me I could come sit on it.
Chapter 12
Josh
I signaled for Brit to come sit on my lap, and she began looking around the bus in a panic to see if anyone else had seen me do it. When she realized I hadn't been caught, she looked at me again. I just raised my eyebrows as if to ask , what's it gonna be? She smiled, as her eyes shifted nervously to the people around us. I could tell she was
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