Lockwood Creek Book Two - This can be read as a stand-a-lone.
A Why Choose Story.
Maddy Lockwood was the Perfect Daughter and to save the Lockwood family she agreed to a marriage she did not want, but now she will learn the hard way that no matter...
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Summer—three years ago
Heavens to Betsy! How much longer are you gonna stay up there, Maddy?"
Heart in my throat and my stomach doing all kinds of crazy things, I didn't want to look down, but I had no choice. Prying my eyes open, I peeked down to see my twin sister, Riley Jo, standing with one hip cocked and her hand on the other, frowning, looking up at me from the bottom of the tree.
"Hold your darn horses," I whisper shouted, taking a deep breath.
I could do this. My foot tentatively sought the next branch down. How my sister did this all the time was a complete mystery to me.
Just two more branches. We got this.
"Touchdown!" Giggled Riley Jo, throwing both her hands above her head as relief flooded my body having my two feet firmly back on solid ground.
"And you do this all the time?" I looked up to Riley Jo's bedroom window.
"Sure." Hitching a shoulder. "How else can I escape?" She snatched my hand, and we made a run for it.
Where were we running to? Well, according to my sister, this was the party of the year. A huge blowout bash at our neighbouring property. The Timberfell's. Cody Timberfell had graduated with us. And from what I'd heard, his parents had given him the run of the property.
"Who'd you say is comin' tonight?" Waiting for her to reply, I looked over at what she was wearing. Me and Riley Jo may have been twins... but as well as being non-identical twins, we were different in all kinds of ways. But secretly, she was everything I wanted to be.
"Everyone."
Everyone? My heart did a crazy jump.
Biting the soft tissue of my inside cheek. "Do you think I'm overdressed?" I was wearing a pretty yellow sundress that rested on my knee, with lemon pumps and my blonde tied back in a sweeping ponytail.
Riley Jo gave me a quick once-over. "No, you look sweet."
Sweet? ...Urgh. That was code for boring. I scrutinised what Riley Jo was wearing. "Are you wearing a bikini under that vest?" She also had on her favourite flower embroidered ankle cowgirl boots, with a cute pair of cutoff denim shorts and a bright yellow vest that did little to hide her ample breasts. Breasts that I'm sure when they'd been handing them out, she'd been given mine too! In truth, my sister had curves in all the right places.
"Sure am," she said, with more than just a hint of mischief in her green eyes. Spinning around he lifted her vest and flashed me.
I gasped a shocked laugh at the tiny pieces of triangle material that barely covered her nipples. "Riley Jo, that's not a bikini. That's an advertisement for sin!"
Riley rolled her eyes adjusting her vest back in place. "You need to take that stick out of your ass and quit sounding like Mama."
