Small Town Sweethearts

STS - Chapter 13: Kaidan

Chapter 13

Lacey’s POV

              “It was freaking nerve wracking!” Amelia snaps at me through my giggles, her voice coming out staticy from the phone.

              “But your dad actually likes him? That’s a first.” I pull a blanket over my shoulders, my body instantly becoming warmer and lessening the urge to make my teeth chatter, and then prop the phone on my ear.

              “Yes! It’s scary! Someone is possessing my father. He does not like teenage boys—especially ones that date his daughter!”

              “Well, maybe Brayden’s just different,” I tell her, shifting again when I feel the phone start to slip. “God, I think Brandon is messing with the heat again. I’m going to choke that boy.”

              “I’ll help. I’m still mad at him for telling y’all’s man-candy cousin I was psycho.”

              I laugh, pulling the phone from my ear when it starts beeping. “That was like three—hang on, Mel. Someone else is calling.” Kai’s name shows, and a little trickle of excitement curls in my stomach, making me a little bit warmer. “I’m ditching ya’, babe. It’s Kai.” Before she can object, I hang up, answering Kai’s call.

              “Hey, there.”d

              “Hey, Princess. So my parents aren’t home—date night, or something stupid like that. I swear, old people should not have date night—so I think you should come over. They’ll be gone for hours.” I can hear him moving around as he speaks, and his sultry voice gives me chill bumps. I yank a blanket over my head.

              “Mmm . . . And what do you have planned if I come over?” I ask, biting my lip through a grin. “It seems like you just want some.”

              “I resent that. Can’t a boyfriend just want to see his girlfriend with no ulterior motives?” The rustling has stopped now, and I can hear some kind of sports game in the background.

              “This is you we’re talking about.”

              He sighs, and I can practically see the puppy dog face when he speaks next, “Please? I’ll even make you food.”

              I let out an exaggerated huff. “Fine. I have something to give you anyway. But I’m warning you, I look like crap.”

              “You’re always gorgeous, baby,” he purrs. Yup, definitely wants some action.

              ”You’re sucking up.” I crawl out of the sweet warmth of my bed, holding my phone with my ear and shoulder as I comb through the clothes on the floor for clean pants.

              “Maybe a little. Are you coming yet?”

              “Patience, little one.” Zipping myself into a pair of skinny jeans, I finger-comb my hair and grab my keys and his black hoodie—after spritzing it with a little of my perfume, of course. If I have to return it, I might as well get something out of it.

              “Did you just call me little?”

              “I’m hanging up now. See you in a few.” With that, I end the call and stuff my phone in my back pocket, reaching the door to the garage. I noticed rain clouds earlier, but now I can see water dropping to the earth in gigantic buckets through the hole in the wall created by the open garage door. Oh joy. This boy better have really good food.