Page 49 of Facing the Line

“Come’ere.” I say, fisting his shirt in my hand and tugging him close, bringing his lips to mine. I kiss him until we’re breathless, and he pulls away, panting. His eyes are glazed with lust, and my stomach flips. I put that look on his face.

God, this is going to be the best summer ever.

Chapter

Twenty-Two

JONAS

Mom: I miss you! How is summer in Lafayette?

Jonas: Hot

Mom: Thanks, Captain Obvious. That’s exactly what I meant.

Jonas: You’re welcome!

“Dude.” Evan stalks out to the kitchen while I pour a cup of coffee. “It’s as hot as Satan’s butthole.”

Thankfully I haven’t taken a sip yet, or else I would’ve spit it out.

“Did Cooper teach you that expression?” I blink at him.

“Maybe. But irregardless?—”

“Not a word,” I say, but he ignores me and keeps talking.

“Irregardless, it’s hot. I’m melting, and it’s only ten in the morning. The AC can’t handle it.”

“Yeah, I agree, it’s a problem. Got any solutions?”

Grabbing his own mug of coffee, Evan adds cream and shakes his head. “Hadley has been a terrible influence on my coffee habits.”

“Hey, I heard that!” She pops her head out of the hallway, and I force my gaze to stay on her face and not her tiny pajama shorts that show off her long legs. I don’t want Evan to notice me looking. “What are you guys talking about?”

“How hot it is,” Evan says, handing her the creamer, “and what we can do to cool off.”

I get her a cup and fill it, then she adds an obscene amount of cream. I shudder.

“I know what we need.” Hadley snaps her fingers. “A pool day.”

“Yeah, but all the college pools are indoors.” Evan pouts. “It’s not the same.”

“Duh.” Hadley rolls her eyes. “We’ll go to the community pool. Natalie told me about it the other day.”

“Like, for townies?” Evan asks, staring at her over the rim of his mug.

“It’s not like we’re forbidden or something.” Hadley scoffs. “And Natalie said there’s a water slide.”

His eyes light up like a kid on Christmas morning. “I’m in. How soon can we leave?”

Hadley laughs at him. “Give me about half an hour to finish my coffee and find my bikini.”

With that, Evan wanders off to his room, and I’m left trying not to picture Hadley in a bikini. Because I need some of the blood to stay in my brain.

I clear my throat. “We should invite everyone. All the guys that are still around this summer.”

Maybe more people will help. If she wants things to stay under wraps, I need a buffer to keep from being totally obvious.

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