Read Online For the Love of Gracie by Amy K. Mcclung - Free Book Online

whistled. "I thought you were coming alone?" 
    I raised my eyebrow. "Huh?"
    He pointed at my highly pushed up cleavage. "The girls are making their appearance known tonight." 
    Of course I wore this in hopes that Ashton would be here.  Tight jeans, ample cleavage, high heels, a straight man would show if he liked it. This was my final test to figure him out. Probably would have been much easier if I had asked him outright instead of trial and error.
    Deep down, the only reason I hadn’t ask him outright was because I was afraid of the answer. If he was gay, there would never be a chance for us. Then there was the possibility that he wasn't gay and he was just not that into me. 
    I wanted to pout when I noticed Ash wasn’t here.  "Hey, Gavin, I invited Ashton, is he still coming?" 
    Gavin shrugged. "Maybe.  I haven't talk to him today."
    Cameron poked my cleavage, "Are these for Ash?" 
    I scoffed, "What? No. I'm with Hudson, Cam.  Ashton and I are friends, and that's all we'll ever be." 
    Gavin smiled. "Leave her alone, Cam. For what it's worth, Gracie, I know Ashton really enjoys hanging with you." 
    We all rode together. Gavin agreed to be the designated driver for the night, and I was going to sleep over at Cameron's afterward.
    We met up with a few of Gavin's friends. It was mostly me with a bunch of guys. That was fine with me, especially considering they were all gorgeous. 
    Cameron challenged me to a game of pool as soon as we arrived. No one else would play him so , I caved. He stepped up to break for me.  Surprising, no balls went in on his first shot.  It was my turn. My pool stick was lined up for the easiest shot I could find. I aimed for the yellow striped ball, but instead, I hit the green solid that was to the right of it.
    A gently placed hand on my hip was followed by a voice that sent waves of ecstasy throughout my body. “Want some pointers?”
    When I turned, Ash’s face was beside mine. I smiled excitedly. “You made it!” I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down in an embrace. 
    He chuckled in my ear. “Told you I’d be here.”
    Cameron took his turn next and, of course, ended up knocking in three. I stuck my tongue out at him.
    “Show-off.”
    He snickered. 
    "Don't be so cocky," I said, feigning annoyance.
    He flicked his shirt. "It ain't bragging mother effer if you back it up."
    I rolled my eyes. "That only works for Kid Rock. Nice censorship by the way." 
    He shrugged. "I can't use the real phrase; it's too graphic and makes me think of my mother in ways I don't wanna."  He shuddered with disgust and I laughed.
    Ashton came up behind me again. He patted my hips, leaned to my ear so I could hear him over the music, and said, “Spread your legs.” 
    I jumped, dropping the pool stick on the table, as my head bounced back, hitting him in the chin. I squeaked, “What?”
    I quickly covered my mouth when I saw him rubbing his chin. “I’m sorry.”
    He laughed, his cheeks flushed as he cleared his throat. “Your stance needs to be wider.”
    That familiar tug in my stomach told me I liked the other way he said it better. I took his advice. His left hand rested on the pool table next to me, his arm across my back. His right hand sent electric tingles across my skin as he moved it along my arm to help me aim. His breath was on my neck as he instructed me on what to do. I had no clue what he said. All I could hope was that he didn’t notice the drool on my face.
    His hand tickled my stomach and I jerked back laughing.
    “What was that?”
    He chuckled. “You zoned out. I needed to get your attention.” Apparently he had noticed something was off about me.
    “Sorry, I was distracted by. ..the...balls?” I said, suddenly mortified as to how that sounded.
    Cameron snickered. “Gracie gets distracted by balls pretty easily.”
    Ashton leaned up against the table and put his hand on my hips. "You alright, Gracie?"
    His eyes dipped down briefly to my cleavage and