the feel of my touch.
“She’s not stranded,” I told Saylor through clenched teeth. “She’s with me.”
Cord tried to pull Saylor away. “Come on, honey. Let’s go get something to eat.”
“I vote for IHOP,” Brayden called.
Saylor looked right at me. I looked back. Maybe she’d just picked me up off the floor too many times to believe I could ever keep my head on straight for a few hours. Cord rubbed her shoulders and she relented, giving Truly a small smile of apology before the four of them ambled into the darkness together.
Truly watched them go and I just stood there staring at her for a moment. Her black hair and eyes stood out in stark contrast to her pale skin. Her face had a classic look to it, as if she had stepped out of an old film. I wanted to run my tongue across her full, rosy lips. Jesus, she was beautiful.
“You ready?” I whispered.
She faced me, running her hands down my chest. “Where are we going, Creed?”
“Well,” I said, pulling her against me, “I figured I’d take you home and show you my bed from every angle.” I let my lips just brush against hers as she shivered. “That sound good?”
Before she could answer I slipped my tongue past her lips. Truly kissed me back urgently. I knew I hadn’t been wrong about her. She couldn’t wait to get going tonight.
As we started the long walk back to where the truck was parked, Truly reached for my hand, lacing her fingers firmly through mine. I wasn’t that type. I thought she’d figured that out already. I didn’t pull away though. In fact it seemed okay to walk through the darkness holding hands. It made the silence between us a little less awkward.
When Truly finally spoke up I got the impression she’d been searching for something to talk about. “So you and Saylor don’t get along?”
I didn’t want to talk about my brother’s girlfriend right now.
“Is that what she said?”
“No. I mean, I know she cares about you. It just seems like there’s a little tension there. I hope I’m not the cause of it.”
“Not directly.”
Truly glanced around. “I didn’t see Chase leave.”
“He took off with some chick in a short skirt. He won’t show up again until tomorrow.”
“Oh.”
We walked quietly for a few more minutes before Truly tried again.
“I’ve heard a lot about this town you guys all grew up in.”
Christ, I wanted to talk about Emblem about as much as I wanted to talk about Saylor.
“What’d you hear?”
“That it’s a place people leave as soon as they can. And that the three of you Gentry boys liked to stir up a hell of a lot of trouble.”
“It’s what Gentrys do. I don’t really go back there. None of us do.”
Truly looked at the ground. “I don’t go back to where I came from either.”
I was curious. Now that the talk had turned from me to her I wanted to hear more. “Why is that?”
Truly twisted a lock of her black hair. “Well, I guess if I’m going to answer that question I’d have to first admit that there really isn’t a single place I can point to. I don’t have a hometown. We moved around constantly.” She swallowed. “My mom and I don’t exactly get along. Haven’t seen her since I was seventeen.”
It was the first time I could remember really listening to a girl I was planning on screwing. But as she talked I could see her getting sad. I didn’t want her to be sad.
I pointed. “My truck.”
“That’s right,” she smiled. “I’ve seen Cord pick Saylor up in it.”
“Yeah. Soon we might be able to afford a second vehicle. Sharing’s getting old. Come around to the driver’s side.”
She let me lead her over to where it was darker. Most of the other cars had already been driven away.
“You want me to drive or something?”
“No.” I held her against the side of the truck. Her back was against the
“She’s not stranded,” I told Saylor through clenched teeth. “She’s with me.”
Cord tried to pull Saylor away. “Come on, honey. Let’s go get something to eat.”
“I vote for IHOP,” Brayden called.
Saylor looked right at me. I looked back. Maybe she’d just picked me up off the floor too many times to believe I could ever keep my head on straight for a few hours. Cord rubbed her shoulders and she relented, giving Truly a small smile of apology before the four of them ambled into the darkness together.
Truly watched them go and I just stood there staring at her for a moment. Her black hair and eyes stood out in stark contrast to her pale skin. Her face had a classic look to it, as if she had stepped out of an old film. I wanted to run my tongue across her full, rosy lips. Jesus, she was beautiful.
“You ready?” I whispered.
She faced me, running her hands down my chest. “Where are we going, Creed?”
“Well,” I said, pulling her against me, “I figured I’d take you home and show you my bed from every angle.” I let my lips just brush against hers as she shivered. “That sound good?”
Before she could answer I slipped my tongue past her lips. Truly kissed me back urgently. I knew I hadn’t been wrong about her. She couldn’t wait to get going tonight.
As we started the long walk back to where the truck was parked, Truly reached for my hand, lacing her fingers firmly through mine. I wasn’t that type. I thought she’d figured that out already. I didn’t pull away though. In fact it seemed okay to walk through the darkness holding hands. It made the silence between us a little less awkward.
When Truly finally spoke up I got the impression she’d been searching for something to talk about. “So you and Saylor don’t get along?”
I didn’t want to talk about my brother’s girlfriend right now.
“Is that what she said?”
“No. I mean, I know she cares about you. It just seems like there’s a little tension there. I hope I’m not the cause of it.”
“Not directly.”
Truly glanced around. “I didn’t see Chase leave.”
“He took off with some chick in a short skirt. He won’t show up again until tomorrow.”
“Oh.”
We walked quietly for a few more minutes before Truly tried again.
“I’ve heard a lot about this town you guys all grew up in.”
Christ, I wanted to talk about Emblem about as much as I wanted to talk about Saylor.
“What’d you hear?”
“That it’s a place people leave as soon as they can. And that the three of you Gentry boys liked to stir up a hell of a lot of trouble.”
“It’s what Gentrys do. I don’t really go back there. None of us do.”
Truly looked at the ground. “I don’t go back to where I came from either.”
I was curious. Now that the talk had turned from me to her I wanted to hear more. “Why is that?”
Truly twisted a lock of her black hair. “Well, I guess if I’m going to answer that question I’d have to first admit that there really isn’t a single place I can point to. I don’t have a hometown. We moved around constantly.” She swallowed. “My mom and I don’t exactly get along. Haven’t seen her since I was seventeen.”
It was the first time I could remember really listening to a girl I was planning on screwing. But as she talked I could see her getting sad. I didn’t want her to be sad.
I pointed. “My truck.”
“That’s right,” she smiled. “I’ve seen Cord pick Saylor up in it.”
“Yeah. Soon we might be able to afford a second vehicle. Sharing’s getting old. Come around to the driver’s side.”
She let me lead her over to where it was darker. Most of the other cars had already been driven away.
“You want me to drive or something?”
“No.” I held her against the side of the truck. Her back was against the
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