anyway.
There was serious potential here and I needed to calm my nerves and play it cool. "Hang out?" I asked and gave a silent nod of congrats to myself for being so calm.
"Yeah, a date I guess, even though it’s short notice. No big deal if you don’t want to I just thought maybe we could see what it was like to raise hell against your brother?" He winked and I could tell he was trying to play down the fact Noah would be beyond pissed at both of us. What I needed to decide was whether or not Chad would be worth the repercussions. “You down?”
Note to self: Never leave home without peaches and cream lip gloss.
"What did you have in mind?"
"The band’s gonna hang out and drink some beers over at Shamus James cabin on Sammamish. Nothing too exciting, I know, but I figured if you were free...." His voice trailed off and it left me slightly amused that he appeared to be more nervous than I was. “You said I had to separate you from the fangirls and tatterflys, so I figured this was the best way. I’ve never taken a date to a party… with the band… and all the other artists… and whatever.” He shrugged his shoulders and chipped at a rusted piece of metal on the faucet.
Had I been right all this time? Had he secretly wanted to get to know me too? The answer was in his question, but my Chad mottled mind was grasping for an explanation. Chad Blake was reputation defined. He worked fast with the girls, leaving them sexually sated and emotionally drained. I had no business hoping for a hand out from the likes of Chad Blake. Didn’t mean I would listen to the harpy screaming inside my head to run far away from the sex on a stick before me. It was the other voice in my head that was scaring me. It was the voice of Noah, and I could see him and Chad beating each other bloody if I showed up with Chad tonight.
I ignored them both.
"Sure, can I change first?"
Please say yes, because I don’t think I could handle going looking like this.
"Yeah, I can pick you up in an hour?"
Pick me up? I wanted to squeal in excitement, but instead I nodded and gave my best flirtatious smile. The harpy in my head just bitch slapped me for my stupidity.
I was going on a date with Chad Blake.
“I’ll text Noah and let him know that I’ll be there to get you guys by nine.” He is texting Noah before I can say otherwise, but in the end better he let him know then me. Noah knows how to play me right into doing what he wants. “Where is your phone, Carrie?”
“In my purse. Why?” I asked. I moved to retrieve my phone, drying my hands on my jeans before taking it from my back pocket. I turned back towards him to see him watching me as I wiped my hands on my hips.
Holy fuck , he was checking me out!
He takes the phone from me without asking and starts swiping across the screen of my cherished and newish refurbished iPhone . He hands it back and then starts swiping his phone. When my phone alerts me of a text, Chad grabs my wrist and smiles. “All in, Carrie. If we do this we’re both all in, agreed?” He said in the most serious voice I have ever heard him use.
“Yeah, of course.” I agree but I have no clue what I’m agreeing to.
He says nothing else but leans in and kisses my cheek before slipping out the backdoor.
My phone alerts me again and I look down at the screen. It says I have a new text message from Chad Blake.
Yay !
All in Carrie. See ya in an hour.
I smile and read it like a gazillion times when I see the message from before still flashing. I pull up the other message in my phone and my stomach drops immediately.
New message from Noah Becket.
Over my dead body Carrie.
All in he says?
Holy fuck !
I am so screwed.
No! We’re never gonna quit
Aint nothin’ wrong with it
Just actin’ like we’re animals
Nickleback
Chapter Four
The storms that had moved through the area earlier in the evening had caused a widespread power outage. I figured the night would be a
There was serious potential here and I needed to calm my nerves and play it cool. "Hang out?" I asked and gave a silent nod of congrats to myself for being so calm.
"Yeah, a date I guess, even though it’s short notice. No big deal if you don’t want to I just thought maybe we could see what it was like to raise hell against your brother?" He winked and I could tell he was trying to play down the fact Noah would be beyond pissed at both of us. What I needed to decide was whether or not Chad would be worth the repercussions. “You down?”
Note to self: Never leave home without peaches and cream lip gloss.
"What did you have in mind?"
"The band’s gonna hang out and drink some beers over at Shamus James cabin on Sammamish. Nothing too exciting, I know, but I figured if you were free...." His voice trailed off and it left me slightly amused that he appeared to be more nervous than I was. “You said I had to separate you from the fangirls and tatterflys, so I figured this was the best way. I’ve never taken a date to a party… with the band… and all the other artists… and whatever.” He shrugged his shoulders and chipped at a rusted piece of metal on the faucet.
Had I been right all this time? Had he secretly wanted to get to know me too? The answer was in his question, but my Chad mottled mind was grasping for an explanation. Chad Blake was reputation defined. He worked fast with the girls, leaving them sexually sated and emotionally drained. I had no business hoping for a hand out from the likes of Chad Blake. Didn’t mean I would listen to the harpy screaming inside my head to run far away from the sex on a stick before me. It was the other voice in my head that was scaring me. It was the voice of Noah, and I could see him and Chad beating each other bloody if I showed up with Chad tonight.
I ignored them both.
"Sure, can I change first?"
Please say yes, because I don’t think I could handle going looking like this.
"Yeah, I can pick you up in an hour?"
Pick me up? I wanted to squeal in excitement, but instead I nodded and gave my best flirtatious smile. The harpy in my head just bitch slapped me for my stupidity.
I was going on a date with Chad Blake.
“I’ll text Noah and let him know that I’ll be there to get you guys by nine.” He is texting Noah before I can say otherwise, but in the end better he let him know then me. Noah knows how to play me right into doing what he wants. “Where is your phone, Carrie?”
“In my purse. Why?” I asked. I moved to retrieve my phone, drying my hands on my jeans before taking it from my back pocket. I turned back towards him to see him watching me as I wiped my hands on my hips.
Holy fuck , he was checking me out!
He takes the phone from me without asking and starts swiping across the screen of my cherished and newish refurbished iPhone . He hands it back and then starts swiping his phone. When my phone alerts me of a text, Chad grabs my wrist and smiles. “All in, Carrie. If we do this we’re both all in, agreed?” He said in the most serious voice I have ever heard him use.
“Yeah, of course.” I agree but I have no clue what I’m agreeing to.
He says nothing else but leans in and kisses my cheek before slipping out the backdoor.
My phone alerts me again and I look down at the screen. It says I have a new text message from Chad Blake.
Yay !
All in Carrie. See ya in an hour.
I smile and read it like a gazillion times when I see the message from before still flashing. I pull up the other message in my phone and my stomach drops immediately.
New message from Noah Becket.
Over my dead body Carrie.
All in he says?
Holy fuck !
I am so screwed.
No! We’re never gonna quit
Aint nothin’ wrong with it
Just actin’ like we’re animals
Nickleback
Chapter Four
The storms that had moved through the area earlier in the evening had caused a widespread power outage. I figured the night would be a
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