Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
His eyes turn into daggers. “No,” he says, “never heard the term.”
“Yes, you have.” Lexi throws her head back and laughs. “Everyone knows the term.” The stare down between me and Knox is so strong, neither of us looks away at Lexi. “It’s called a puck bunny.” I raise my eyebrows, waiting for him to turn away, not wanting to lose to him. However, I have no choice because if I stare at him any longer someone is going to ask questions, and we do not need that.
“That’s it.” I look over at Lexi, breaking the stare. “That’s what it’s called.”
“Everyone knows you’re my sister,” Kirby says. “I posted you on social media like last week.”
“I’ve never seen her on your social media,” Knox refutes and then I look over at him, but I don’t say anything when the waitress comes in to tell us about the specials. I pick up my drink, listening to her talk. Then I look and see him staring at me, no doubt planning my death, but that’s what he gets for being an asshole.
I turn to talk to Lexi most of the dinner and then see the guys all get up and head over to the bar. Leaving just the girls, who talk about the latest show everyone is watching. I look up and make the mistake of looking at the bar. Knox is leaning against it, talking to Nash and Jaxon about something. His head falls back and he laughs, which irritates me. He should be having a horrible time and should be filled with dread, I think to myself, finishing off the glass and then filling it up again. The music starts to get a little louder and I find out this place turns into a club after ten, but because we are in the private room, we get to keep our tables.
“I think I’m going to head out,” I tell the girls. “I’ve got an early workout class tomorrow morning.” The girls all groan as I take my phone out of my purse and pull up the rideshare app. “I know the party is now going to dwindle and fizzle because the belle of the ball is leaving,” I joke and laugh at myself. I add in the pickup address and then put my address as the drop-off.
“We can drive you,” Lexi offers, and I shake my head.
“No, you guys are having fun, it’s fine,” I say when my phone alerts me my ride will be here in ten minutes. “I’m going to head to the restroom before I leave.” I put my phone back in my purse and stand up. “I hope you all have a fabulous night, well as fabulous of a night as you can have without me.” I finish my Cosmo. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” I wink at them. “Big boys.” The four of them laugh and shake their heads.
I start to walk out of the room and think about going to say goodbye to Kirby, but he’s standing there talking to Knox, and he’s the last person I want to speak to. So instead, I turn and head to the back of the restaurant. I go to the bathroom and wash my hands, applying my lip gloss before grabbing my phone and looking down to see the driver’s going to be here in three minutes.
I walk out the door and stand in front of the restaurant as people go in and out. I look down at my phone when I get a notification the driver has cancelled my ride. “Oh my God,” I groan.
“You okay?” I hear from beside me and I look over to see Knox there.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I say, avoiding looking at him. “My ride just got cancelled,” I tell him, pulling up the app again. “It’s all good, I’m going to get another one.”
“Kylie, I can drive you home. I was just leaving,” he offers.
“No,” I reply, looking at the circle going around and around as it tells me it’s searching for a driver.
“Let me do this for you,” he says at the same time the app tells me no drivers are around and to try again in a few minutes.
I sigh out. “Fine, but this doesn’t change the fact that I don’t like you.”
“Noted,” he says, putting his hands in his pockets and looking around, then motioning with his head toward the parking lot. I start to walk next to him. “Also,” he adds, and I look around to see if I spot his SUV anywhere, “I’m not too fond of you and your attitude either.”
I gasp, “My attitude?” I point to myself as we walk to the back of the parking lot, and I see his SUV. “I give what I get, buddy.” I walk to the passenger side door and wait for him to unlock the vehicle before pulling open the door.