pigtails.
“I turned him down, of course, and basically told him I wasn’t impressed. He tucked tail and walked off trying to save face, but there was a guy who observed the entire thing.” I paused long enough to fight off the smile pulling at my lips. It happened every single time I thought about Keeton and that damn dimple of his.
“Wipe it clean, Liv,” my dad said, and I narrowed my eyes at him. Amber slugged him in the arm and he covered the spot, rubbing lightly. “What?”
“You know what,” she said in return. “She is twenty years old, not fourteen. It is bound to happen.”
He didn’t look pleased at all, but chose not to argue.
Did I mention how much I love my stepmom? She’s got my back and always has. Even before her and my father truly got together, she always put my feelings first. Amber was a godsend, straight from my momma’s arms in heaven. At least that is what I liked to believe. It was her way of watching out for me and my dad. I think she knew we needed someone to help us heal.
And Amber was that someone.
“His name is Keeton Pearce, and he complimented me on the way I handled Landon. But the thing was I completely froze up and just made a fool of myself. He smiled the whole damn time, too.” I looked over at Gran and she smiled wide. “He’s tall, like really tall. And he has the sweetest smile, with a dimple.”
My father stood from his chair and walked out of the room.
“And when he kissed me,” I added, loud enough to torment my dad. He immediately stopped in his tracks and spun around to face me. I couldn’t hold back my laughter from the nasty ass look on his face.
“Shit ain’t funny, Liv,” he mumbled.
“Don’t know about that,” Uncle Noah added with a chuckle. “I thought it was pretty funny.”
“You’re supposed to be on my side.” My dad looked back at him with a grumpy-as-hell expression on his face.
“Hell, brother, I’m on your side. Lord knows when that day comes for Nora, I’m going be knocking some heads, but I’m not delusional enough to think it won’t happen either.” My Uncle Noah was always the logical one; well, most of the time anyway. “She’s twenty years old, Ry. She ain’t gonna be no nun.”
They all treated me like I was some sweet little virgin, but what most of them didn’t know was that ship had sailed my senior year of high school. But there was no need to share that story at all. I’d just let ’em all believe what they wanted to. Amber knew different; after all, she was the one who took me to get put on the pill in the first place.
Like I said, a godsend.
Thank you, Momma.
Chapter Four
Keeton
I entered my apartment after an eight hour shift at the garage to be bombarded by Duke, my Siberian husky. He was only two years old and was the biggest damn baby, even though he appeared vicious.
My neighbor, Lacy, took him out for me during the day until her shift started at the diner. Going all day without me to rough him up made him a bit hyper.
I bent down and picked up his ball, torn and on the verge of death, and held it out before him. “You miss me, bud?” I asked as I shook his ball from side to side.
I laughed when his head moved from side to side mimicking the movement of the ball.
When I tossed it, he barreled ass toward the direction it had gone before hurrying to bring it back for yet another round. This was a daily routine before I took a shower and then we went on our nightly walk.
School was back in session tomorrow, and believe it or not, I was looking forward to the distraction. I hated the quiet. It always made me think that in reality, I was alone. I didn’t have family I could turn to or a mass of friends I could hang out with. I was that loner everyone categorized me as, someone who stayed out of the limelight and chose to keep to himself more than follow the leader. Well, without the partying and so on.
My free time was spent either
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