Page 57 of Definitely (Maybe) Dating
“Not a date so much as being alone together.”
Both women exchanged looks then laughed. Darcy was wiping the humor from her eyes when she said, “That’s an Easton explanation if I’ve ever heard one.”
Piper swallowed the lump in her throat. “Like a line?” Because it hadn’t felt like a line. Nothing between them felt as shallow or in-passing like a line.
“Not at all,” Darcy assured her. “Josh would never put something like that out there unless he felt something.”
“I don’t know if we’re at thefeelplace.” Another white lie. “But he’s sweet, and I’m enjoying whatever this is.”
“You two have totally kissed.” Darcy leaned forward, her eyes going narrow as if trying to gather information from the cosmos. “And tonight wasn’t the first time.”
“What? Is this some parlor trick? Let me guess what base you’ve slid across?”
“No,” Darcy said at the same time Jillian said, “Yes.”
They both looked at Jillian, who shrugged. “What part of “since Obama” did you guys miss?”
A server came by and asked for their order. The girls were ordering another round when Piper’s phone pinged.
Josh: Do you need to be rescued?
Piper: Are you offering to be my Prince Charming?
Josh: I like the term ‘Knight’ better.
Piper: Prince Charming gets to kiss his lady. ‘Knight’ rides off. Alone. With only his sword for company.
Josh: Have I mentioned that knights are overrated?
Piper considered carefully what she wanted to say next.
To his core, Josh was a savior and she didn’t subscribe to the whole concept of being rescued. Her mom spent her entire life waiting for a man to save her. To make her happy and solve all her problems. She wound up a miserable and lonely black out drunk. Piper wouldn’t make that mistake.
Piper: So are princes.
Josh: . . .
The dots disappeared, and she felt his gaze on her. She wanted to look up and show him that she meant what she said, but in the end she wasn’t able to look him in the eye. Afraid she’d blown it, she was about to call it a night when the dots reappeared.
Josh: Maybe you’re not the one who needs to be rescued.
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“Are you following me?”Piper teased as she climbed out of her car.
“I’m following the boots.”Hot damn, those boots. “And their owner,” Josh added as he walked over to hold the door open for her while she rummaged through her back seat. He couldn’t help but stare at her fine ass as she bent inside to gather up her things, the skirt riding high on her thighs. The further she disappeared into the back seat, the more skin he saw.
“You were trying to get away from your brothers.”
That too.
“You need a new power steering pump,” he said. “It was like you were sending smoke signals to the entire downtown.”
That wasn’t the only kind of signal she was sending. They’d been slowly undressing each other from across the room all night. It had been so blatant at times his brothers gave him shit. But he didn’t care. The second he spotted those mile-long-legs sitting at the bar, encased in toe to mid-thigh suede, he’d been a goner.
Josh was an ass man all the way, with legs coming in a close second. However, Piper in those boots, with her never-ending legs, was causing him to reassess the exact order of hisHell Yeahlist.
