truck before taking my hand again into his. He holds it as he drives. I close my eyes and try to gather my thoughts. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the feel of his hand holding mine. No. I can’t allow myself to fall down that rabbit hole when it comes to Reid, I remind myself. “Are you still hungry? We can stop at the diner.”
“Okay,” I say. He gives my hand a small squeeze. I pull, but he doesn't let it go. “I have to text Willow and let her know where I am.” He reluctantly lets go of my hand so that I can use my phone.
Me: Omg! Reid showed up on my horrible date. He told Andrew I was his! Those words actually came out of his mouth.
Willow: Then what happened? I tracked your location. Are you in his truck?
I smile down at the phone. Of course she tracked me. Out of the corner of my eye I see Reid steal a glance over at me. I was agreeing to go eat at the diner because clearly Reid and I need to have a talk. Also, the diner has kick-ass fries.
Me: He called me babe and then asked if I was still hungry.
Me: Oh and he pressed his mouth against mine to get me to stop talking.
Willow: You mean he kissed you.
Me: No, he just pressed his mouth against mine.
As I send the text I realize she’s right. It was a kiss. Reid kissed me. I mull that over in my mind for a minute, coming to the realization that he was my first kiss.
Willow: Okay. We should talk about the birds and the bees later.
Me: Okay, you win, he kissed me.
When I think back on how his lips had felt against mine, butterflies come to life in my stomach.
Willow: I think it’s badass he checked if you’re hungry. Point for Reid.
Me: …..
Willow: What? That so gets a point! He’s down a 100 so it only makes him -99.
I snort a laugh. I start to text her back, but Reid steals the phone from my hand.
“Hey.” I try and grab it back.
“Putting my number in. I’ll give it back,” he says as he reads the last few texts in our conversation. Why do I feel like he was really trying to make sure it was Willow I was talking to?
“Sure you are.” A second later his phone rings then stops. Okay, he might have been trying to get my number, but he was also being nosy. The way he’s acting right now is making me think back to a time when we were best friends. He has always watched out for me. He also would get grumpy if I didn't give him the attention he needed.
He once told me I was going to replace him with a girl best friend. He made me promise I wouldn't. I think we were twelve at the time. He hadn't really given me much of a choice but to break the promise.
He hands the phone back over to me. “I deleted the texts from Andrew and blocked him.”
I roll my eyes, snatching my phone back. “Let’s eat.” He jumps out of the truck. I glance at my phone to see he’s programmed his name in my phone as All Yours. The passenger door opens a moment later.
I release my seat belt before I turn to hop down out of his truck. Before I can, he’s got his hands on my hips and is helping me down. My body grazes him as my feet find the ground. I lick my bottom lip. His eyes drop there.
Again he leans down, brushing his mouth against mine. “Damn you’re soft everywhere.” He tangles his fingers with mine as we walk into the diner. It's a first come first serve kind of place as far as seating is concerned. Reid leads us to a table in the back corner.
“You kissed me,” I say as he pulls a chair out for me. I sit down. “Twice,” I add in. I look around and see that Missy is here and giving me an angry stare.
“You might want to get used to it.” Reid is saved by the server.
“I’m Celia. I’ll be your server. What can I get you to drink?” Celia doesn't waste time.
“I’ll have water. Zoey wants a Dr. Pepper. Also, we’ll have two orders of fries to start. If you can get that in as soon as possible because my girl is hungry.”