Full Count (The Catcher Series Book 1) Read Free

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so I can ’ t be teased by touching his abs. I nod and then
he adds, “You know they ’ re going to kill us, right?”
                “Right, and you care?” I tease, peering over his
shoulder.
                “No. Have we ever?” he laughs as he presses the gas
slowly and we head out onto the lake. Feeling the hot summer sun and cool mist
from our wake, I am in a delirious state of mind that makes me so high on life.
I am carefree and with my crush on my favorite weekend of the year; even if we
do get in trouble for taking the jet-ski without asking, it honestly won ’ t bother me. And I know it won ’ t be the
only thing we get in trouble for this weekend.
                We glide across the lake and slow once we approach
the sandbar. The beach is crowded with families and groups of friends who are
all throwing back beers and screaming, and I loosen my hold around Skyler to
lean back and stare at one guy for an extended amount of time.
                 “Damn,” I ogle at the tall, muscular, probably
college-aged guy with a backwards baseball hat on as he throws a football to
one of his buddies. His smile is as blinding as the sun. Catching me in the
act, the hottie winks at me and gives me a head nod before Skyler notices and
elbows me in the side. Thankfully the lifejacket protects me a little, but it
still surprises me. “Damn,” I repeat with more force towards Skyler.
                 “Hold on tighter. We ’ re
leaving,” he demands angrily. What is his problem?
                He leads us directly back to our dock where he ties
up the jet- ski. We weren ’ t gone for
very long, so no one even noticed our absence. I am slightly disappointed
because part of the rush of disobeying rules is actually getting caught.
                “Sky, you ’ re not mad at me, are
you?” I wonder as he refuses to look at me once we are walking on the dock. No
answer. Guess he isn ’ t talking to me either. “Sky!”
                “What?” he shouts, turning around and towering over
me. He is fuming in the intense July heat, and we are no longer eye level to
each other like we were as kids. “Yeah I ’ m fucking mad at
you, Buzz. Don ’ t think for a second that you ’ re
going to take a jet-ski out alone anytime this weekend. I ’ m
going to be watching you.”
                “Sky, what the hell did I do?” I question him even
though he is trying to be intimidating with his hard eyes. I don ’ t
think I did anything wrong so I ’ m not sorry, but I want to
know what upset him. It’ll be no fun having my partner in crime be mad at me
all weekend.
                “You ’ re way too boy crazy. That
guy was easily in college. You ’ re thirteen,” he reminds
me. He ’ s currently fifteen, but he might as well be my dad
with the way he ’ s lecturing me. He acts so old and wise,
but I saw him checking out the girls at the sandbar; he ’ s
just as guilty as me. But his jealous side is feisty.
                “Oh, I am? I had no idea. Thank you for telling me,” I
snap after realizing maybe it ’ s not jealousy and that he ’ s playing the big brother card. It ’ s
moments like this when my crush on him dissolves, but that feeling never lasts
long. I always convince myself he has an ulterior motive to shielding me from
other guys.
                 “Imagine if Alex would ’ ve seen
that,” Skyler threatens, which makes me shudder.
                 “Rex wouldn ’ t have cared,” I
lie. He totally would; I just don ’ t want to admit it.
                 “How old are you, five? I think you can pronounce
your L ’ s now,” he teases me, knowing that when we were
really little I couldn ’ t say my brother ’ s
name correctly. I used to try so hard but it only came out as Ah-rex, which
eventually I shortened to Rex.
                 “And I think