suddenly get any better.
***
Greg called me around eleven the next day and told me he had Becca’s car done. I paid the bill and got into the driver’s seat . It’s a good thing I’m not claustrophobic because I had almost no room in that sad excuse for a car . Why someone would cho o se to drive such a small car, especially an old one was beyond me—but from the brief conversation I heard her have with Molly, she had some sort of fondness for it.
I lef t my car at the garage, hoping Becca would forgive me enough to give me a lift back. If not, I’d return Molly’s to her. I could walk to the garage from there. I sat in the car for a minute longer than I needed to. I wasn’t sure what kind of reaction I was in for.
As I walked into the yard, I realized I didn’t need to worry about whether she’d open the door . I watched as she swam laps in the large pool. She was so gra c eful . H er figure cut elegantly through the water. I held back as much as I could, not ready for her to notice me right away.
“Is there something you need?” She pulled up her goggles, her hands pressed against the side of the pool.
“You swim?” I asked stupidly, walking over.
She smiled just a little. “Yeah, I swim.” She was wearing a one- piece suit, but it hugged her closely , and watching her wet only brought other thoughts to my head.
“I came by to drop off your car.”
That got her attention. She pulled herself out, and I at least managed to grab her towel for her.
I watched her dry off . I’m sure I looked like a complete creep. Once you’ve been with a girl, it’s impossible not to picture her naked in moments like those. When you still want her , it only gets worse.
“How’d you get my car?” S he pulled an elastic band from her hair, letting it all fall down her back. I’d never seen her hair wet before . I liked it. “The guy at the garage said he wouldn’t finish until Monday .”
“ S omeone who works there owed me a favor.”
She frowned. “So you did it out of some weird form of guilt or something ? I told you I don’t care about what happened. It was a dumb mistake , and it’s over.”
I reached out for her, ignoring the rational part of my brain telling me she probably didn’t want me touching her. “The only mistake was me letting you lea ve like that. I was an idiot, Becca.”
She took a step away from me, shrugging off the hand I placed on her arm. “We’ve been over this, and I thought we ’d decided to let it go. I’ll be out of your hair before you know it.”
“Out of my hair? Are you even listening to me? I want you , Becca . W ha t can I do to change your mind?”
She got a funny grin all of a sudden, and I had no idea what I was in for. “It might not change my mind, but I do have something you can do for me.”
“What?”
“ Wait here. ” She crossed over to the pool house and disappeared inside. I hoped she’d be coming back. The door opened a minute later . She had a beach cover up on and a piece of paper in her hand. “I figure you can take care of this for me.”
I took the paper, ready to agree to anything. It was a parking ticket.
“You want me to take care of a ticket for you?”
“Look at the date and location.”
I read it and couldn’t help laugh ing . “This was the night you spent at my place.”
“Yeah. I figured putting out for an officer should pay it off.” She waited a beat before smiling. She ’d had me worried for a second. At least she still had a sense of humor.
“I’ll take care of it.”
“Good. May I have my keys?”
“Oh yeah , sure.” I pulled her black braided keychain from my pocket. She held her right hand out to take them, but instead I took her left hand in mine, and pulled open her fist, placing the key inside before wrapping my hand around hers.
“Thanks.” Her eyes widen ed .
“You’re welcome.” I leaned forward to kiss her, relieved when she didn’t pull away immediately. I didn’t want to push my
***
Greg called me around eleven the next day and told me he had Becca’s car done. I paid the bill and got into the driver’s seat . It’s a good thing I’m not claustrophobic because I had almost no room in that sad excuse for a car . Why someone would cho o se to drive such a small car, especially an old one was beyond me—but from the brief conversation I heard her have with Molly, she had some sort of fondness for it.
I lef t my car at the garage, hoping Becca would forgive me enough to give me a lift back. If not, I’d return Molly’s to her. I could walk to the garage from there. I sat in the car for a minute longer than I needed to. I wasn’t sure what kind of reaction I was in for.
As I walked into the yard, I realized I didn’t need to worry about whether she’d open the door . I watched as she swam laps in the large pool. She was so gra c eful . H er figure cut elegantly through the water. I held back as much as I could, not ready for her to notice me right away.
“Is there something you need?” She pulled up her goggles, her hands pressed against the side of the pool.
“You swim?” I asked stupidly, walking over.
She smiled just a little. “Yeah, I swim.” She was wearing a one- piece suit, but it hugged her closely , and watching her wet only brought other thoughts to my head.
“I came by to drop off your car.”
That got her attention. She pulled herself out, and I at least managed to grab her towel for her.
I watched her dry off . I’m sure I looked like a complete creep. Once you’ve been with a girl, it’s impossible not to picture her naked in moments like those. When you still want her , it only gets worse.
“How’d you get my car?” S he pulled an elastic band from her hair, letting it all fall down her back. I’d never seen her hair wet before . I liked it. “The guy at the garage said he wouldn’t finish until Monday .”
“ S omeone who works there owed me a favor.”
She frowned. “So you did it out of some weird form of guilt or something ? I told you I don’t care about what happened. It was a dumb mistake , and it’s over.”
I reached out for her, ignoring the rational part of my brain telling me she probably didn’t want me touching her. “The only mistake was me letting you lea ve like that. I was an idiot, Becca.”
She took a step away from me, shrugging off the hand I placed on her arm. “We’ve been over this, and I thought we ’d decided to let it go. I’ll be out of your hair before you know it.”
“Out of my hair? Are you even listening to me? I want you , Becca . W ha t can I do to change your mind?”
She got a funny grin all of a sudden, and I had no idea what I was in for. “It might not change my mind, but I do have something you can do for me.”
“What?”
“ Wait here. ” She crossed over to the pool house and disappeared inside. I hoped she’d be coming back. The door opened a minute later . She had a beach cover up on and a piece of paper in her hand. “I figure you can take care of this for me.”
I took the paper, ready to agree to anything. It was a parking ticket.
“You want me to take care of a ticket for you?”
“Look at the date and location.”
I read it and couldn’t help laugh ing . “This was the night you spent at my place.”
“Yeah. I figured putting out for an officer should pay it off.” She waited a beat before smiling. She ’d had me worried for a second. At least she still had a sense of humor.
“I’ll take care of it.”
“Good. May I have my keys?”
“Oh yeah , sure.” I pulled her black braided keychain from my pocket. She held her right hand out to take them, but instead I took her left hand in mine, and pulled open her fist, placing the key inside before wrapping my hand around hers.
“Thanks.” Her eyes widen ed .
“You’re welcome.” I leaned forward to kiss her, relieved when she didn’t pull away immediately. I didn’t want to push my
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