~Joey~
Another party, another opportunity to sneak away and read. So far, Keenan and I have checked five books off my TBR. We've managed to find his favorite genre, which is paranormal romance, thanks to a certain book titled, 'Layla'. At first, I was confused, but then I heard him talk about the science behind other worldly connections and now I feel like it's one of the greatest genres of all time.
Or maybe that's the Keenan Reid effect working on me.
The only obstacles so far have been party guests stumbling in on our nightly discussions—thankfully, not any of our friends —so we've just resolved to having the sessions over text. Four days in and no hitches. It actually kind of makes me feel slick, the thrill of being sneaky.
There aren't many external guests today, just Vincent's girl, Charlie and her sister and they're all in the basement slash game room, including Keenan, who also has the ability to read during parties. We're buddy reading a sappy paranormal regency romance called 'Affairs with the Duke', which he's reading via eBook and I'm using Heather's hard copy. He's way faster than I am, I even suspect he's cheating.
My phone pings and I all but dive for it.
Keenan: Done yet?
Me: Nope, 3 chapters to go.
Keenan: 1 for me.
Me: Fav quotes?
The text dots pop on and off as he types, and I wait with my eyes wide open in anticipation. We've been playing this game where we collect quotes from the books we read and compare them, and the ones with better meaning win.
Keenan: Pg 217 line 12.
Me: haha. Another tree description?
Keenan: Nope.
Still skeptical, I set my phone down and fast forward to said page and line.
Holy crap.
"I want to cover you, cover you in whichever way you desire to be covered, with orchards and emeralds and intimacy, like wind kissing the pockets of earth. I want the beauty to be overwhelming. I want it to seep into your skin. I want to love you into oblivion and I want you to tremble when you feel it."
Me: you win.
"Joey."
I look up from my phone and my grin carries over to Heather as she comes into the room. "Hey, Heth."
She narrows her eyes. "Who are you texting?"
"Annabel," I lie, referring to a mutual friend from school. Whether she buys the lie or not, Heather makes no indication. "What's up?"
"We're playing beer pong in the basement. Don't worry, we're using soda. The others were watching hockey and a Bruins game just came on so Logan dropped out. Wanna join?"
"Yeah, sure." I place a hairpin where I stopped and set the book on the bed, then grab my phone and slip my feet into flip-flops. "Let's go."
YOU ARE READING
Beyond Reason
Romance[Completed] Joey Alvarez prefers reading books in bed to going to parties, even though her bubbly, carefree personality usually places her at the forefront of the latter. Her twin brother on the other hand, is the opposite. When one of Kevin's bad d...
