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“I wouldn’t miss it.” I wrap my arm around her and pull her in for a hug. Brantley doesn’t get all huffy like he used to. Not as easily anyway, unless I push it. So of course I offer Sutton a kiss on the cheek and smile when a growl rumbles in my brother’s chest. Sutton pushes at my side, knowing exactly what I was shooting for.
Standing she grabs my brother’s hand and lifts up on her tiptoes. Offering him a kiss she tells him she is going to walk back home and I watch him watch her.
“She’s not running off to Greece again, she’s across the lake.” Brant flips me off but still watches until Sutton is safely inside the back slider door.
“You talk to Lexi since game night at her place?”
Asshole told every one of the guys about my card night with Lex and Adley. I’ve heard all about it every single day since. I evenfound a new deck of each game on the front seat of my truck. There was also a box of tampons and a bottle of Midol too.
I shake my head and cross my arms over my chest. “I guess I’ll see her Saturday.” Sutton has been working her ass off for months to get her dance school set up in Hudson. The nearest place being in Montgomery, she wanted something for our little town that people wouldn’t have to drive more than forty minutes one way to get to.
Brantley found the perfect space and on nights and weekends, it slowly became the perfect place to teach the art of dance.
Saturday the entire town of Hudson, and even some from her old school friends in Montgomery, are coming to celebrate her dream.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Lexi
“Doyou think she’ll like it?” I stand in the center of the studio staring up at the sign and all the girls also look it over with smiles on their faces.
“She’s going to love it.”
Rhythm and Motion
We all came together and had a sign made for Sutton’s studio. Brantley helped us with the measurements for directly behind the front desk. It’s the first thing everyone will see once they enter.
Lit up, purple, more of a lavender which is Sutton’s favorite color. It glows against the light grey wall behind it. Secretly Brantley had a plug wired and kept her out of here the past week, so she wouldn’t see the sign.
I’m nervous she won’t like it. I just want this day to be perfect for her. She’s dreamed of this for so long, drew up plans, schedules, and with Brant at her side it’s become a reality. I love that he supports her no matter what. I used to think that the girls and I were her biggest cheerleaders. But Brant, she is his queen and he treats her as such. It is a beautiful thing to watch.
“That turned out great.” I try not to react to the sound of his voice, but his touch, that is a completely different battle. “Hey, Lex.” With his hand on my shoulder he leans in and kisses my cheek. “You look beautiful.”
I swallow past the lump in my throat and then glance back at him. He wears his signature grin, the one that screams I know I’m good looking and can get away with just about anything as long as I wear it.
“You clean up nicely too,” I offer and he chuckles.
“Are you trying to say I look good, sweetheart?”
“Well, you don’t look bad.”
“Is it that hard to tell me you like what you see?”
“There are so many guys here, wearing nice clothes, looking real good. I’d say you blend in, but nothing makes you stand out,” I challenge him, turning around and crossing my arms over my chest.
“Is that right?”
“That’s so.” He holds my stare and I’m not sure how we got where we are. I told myself I’d keep a distance, hold my composure, yet here I am.
He’s never brought up the kiss I gave him and the words I said during a weak moment in my best friend’s basement. I’ve been trying to forget it, thinking the reason he’s avoided it was so he didn’t have to reject me again.
The last thing I need is to chase after any guy, especially Bennett. Heartache isn’t something I think I need to deal with right now.
Bennett steps closer surprising me and I drop my hands to my sides.
“Are you sure there isn’t anything that makes me stand out?”
My hands shake and I fist them at my sides. “I can’t think of one thing.” I taste the lie, it’s bitter.
