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Authors: Marina Maddix
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know how difficult it’s been for you, being all cooped up here with no friends—“
Sandy shot an indignant glare at her mother. “Um, hello!”
Aunt Clea ignored the interruption. “—and how bored you’ve been, so we’ve decided to let you borrow our car to go to town for a few hours tomorrow night.”
Chet was shocked. They’d barely let him ride in their Cadillac, and now they were going to let him drive it? To town?! Unchaperoned?! He was powerless to stop the grin that spread across his face thinking about squiring Crystal around town in the Caddy. He knew just the suit he’d wear…
“Of course, you’ll take Sandy along with you,” Uncle Max added, reaching across the table to pat Sandy’s buttery hand. “She only ever gets to go to town with her old fuddy-duddy parents.”
The grin fell from Chet’s face and plastered itself on Sandy’s. His upper lip curled in disgust when she grinned at him, corn bits clogging her braces. Dammit! How was he supposed to spend time with Crystal if Sandy was tagging along?
His bear was chuffing in aggravation but as soon as her parents looked away, Sandy tipped him a tiny wink. Happiness surged through him. She’d make herself scarce as soon as they got there. He almost laughed out loud but caught himself in time.
“Thanks, Aunt Clea and Uncle Max. You have no clue how much this means to me.”
They really didn’t.
~ * ~ * ~
The next day dragged out forever. He’d managed to see Crystal in the morning to tell her about their date that night, but his uncle had offered to drive Pete home that afternoon so Chet could spend some time getting ready for his big night out on the town — and, of course, waiting for Sandy to get all dolled up.
“Now remember,” Uncle Max said as he handed over the keys to the Caddy, “be back by eleven. And don’t get too cozy with the locals. And don’t let your bear get the better of you if anyone…what’s it called? Oh yeah, disses you.”
“You got it, Uncle Max.”
“Oh,” he added as Chet tried to scurry out of his office. “And don’t let Sandy out of your sight. If you haven’t noticed, she’s a wild child and she’ll push to see what she can get away with.”
Uncle Max sighed and shook his head in resignation. “That girl is going to be the death of me. Who thought it was a good idea to bless me with a daughter?”
If Chet hadn’t been so keyed up, he might have felt a little more sympathy for his uncle but he was too anxious to listen.
Later, he wished he had.
CHAPTER TEN
“Are you sure Sandy’s going to be okay alone?” Crystal asked as Chet led her out of Paulie’s by the hand. They’d met there and shared a small pepperoni, olive and mushroom pizza before heading out on their date, leaving Sandy behind.
“She won’t be alone,” Chet laughed. “There’s a whole gaggle of girls in there to keep her company. I’m going to pick her up outside at 10:30 so we can be home before 11.”
Forget the stomach, butterflies fluttered around inside Crystal’s entire body cavity. She couldn’t believe she was so nervous that she half-hoped Sandy would tag along with them. They’d been spending as much time as they could together since Chet started driving Pop-Pop home, but tonight was different. Those other times had been stolen moments, maybe an hour at the most. This was an honest-to-goodness date, and she wasn’t sure what was going to happen. She knew what she wanted to happen but Chet was adamant that they not make love until she was sure about her feelings.
If she was being completely honest, that’s what she was anxious about. That Chet would ask her — again! —if she’d realized he was her ‘fated mate.’ It was such a weird way to say ‘love of her life’ but she got his meaning. Still…how was she supposed to know that so soon? They’d only been going together for a week, plus she was all of eighteen. She hadn’t even been to a frat party yet! Well, not
Sandy shot an indignant glare at her mother. “Um, hello!”
Aunt Clea ignored the interruption. “—and how bored you’ve been, so we’ve decided to let you borrow our car to go to town for a few hours tomorrow night.”
Chet was shocked. They’d barely let him ride in their Cadillac, and now they were going to let him drive it? To town?! Unchaperoned?! He was powerless to stop the grin that spread across his face thinking about squiring Crystal around town in the Caddy. He knew just the suit he’d wear…
“Of course, you’ll take Sandy along with you,” Uncle Max added, reaching across the table to pat Sandy’s buttery hand. “She only ever gets to go to town with her old fuddy-duddy parents.”
The grin fell from Chet’s face and plastered itself on Sandy’s. His upper lip curled in disgust when she grinned at him, corn bits clogging her braces. Dammit! How was he supposed to spend time with Crystal if Sandy was tagging along?
His bear was chuffing in aggravation but as soon as her parents looked away, Sandy tipped him a tiny wink. Happiness surged through him. She’d make herself scarce as soon as they got there. He almost laughed out loud but caught himself in time.
“Thanks, Aunt Clea and Uncle Max. You have no clue how much this means to me.”
They really didn’t.
~ * ~ * ~
The next day dragged out forever. He’d managed to see Crystal in the morning to tell her about their date that night, but his uncle had offered to drive Pete home that afternoon so Chet could spend some time getting ready for his big night out on the town — and, of course, waiting for Sandy to get all dolled up.
“Now remember,” Uncle Max said as he handed over the keys to the Caddy, “be back by eleven. And don’t get too cozy with the locals. And don’t let your bear get the better of you if anyone…what’s it called? Oh yeah, disses you.”
“You got it, Uncle Max.”
“Oh,” he added as Chet tried to scurry out of his office. “And don’t let Sandy out of your sight. If you haven’t noticed, she’s a wild child and she’ll push to see what she can get away with.”
Uncle Max sighed and shook his head in resignation. “That girl is going to be the death of me. Who thought it was a good idea to bless me with a daughter?”
If Chet hadn’t been so keyed up, he might have felt a little more sympathy for his uncle but he was too anxious to listen.
Later, he wished he had.
CHAPTER TEN
“Are you sure Sandy’s going to be okay alone?” Crystal asked as Chet led her out of Paulie’s by the hand. They’d met there and shared a small pepperoni, olive and mushroom pizza before heading out on their date, leaving Sandy behind.
“She won’t be alone,” Chet laughed. “There’s a whole gaggle of girls in there to keep her company. I’m going to pick her up outside at 10:30 so we can be home before 11.”
Forget the stomach, butterflies fluttered around inside Crystal’s entire body cavity. She couldn’t believe she was so nervous that she half-hoped Sandy would tag along with them. They’d been spending as much time as they could together since Chet started driving Pop-Pop home, but tonight was different. Those other times had been stolen moments, maybe an hour at the most. This was an honest-to-goodness date, and she wasn’t sure what was going to happen. She knew what she wanted to happen but Chet was adamant that they not make love until she was sure about her feelings.
If she was being completely honest, that’s what she was anxious about. That Chet would ask her — again! —if she’d realized he was her ‘fated mate.’ It was such a weird way to say ‘love of her life’ but she got his meaning. Still…how was she supposed to know that so soon? They’d only been going together for a week, plus she was all of eighteen. She hadn’t even been to a frat party yet! Well, not
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