of
discussion.”
I bite down on my bottom lip, fuming as she pats
my arm and continues toward the exit in a nonchalant way. There is nothing I
can say to protest this, because even though I want to be a good girlfriend and
make an effort for our relationship, I also don’t want to disappoint my
parents. Mary wouldn’t. And since she’s no longer here because of me, I have to
take her place and be the obedient daughter.
FIVE
Micah
BY CLOSING that night I’m beat. I carry out one last
bag of trash, change into my jeans and t-shirt, and then start out for the
night. As I walk into the main dining area, I spot Mrs. Aldridge and John at
the bar going over some papers. Aislin is on her way out. She waves back at me
before she steps outside.
“Thanks again, Mrs. Aldridge,” I say before
leaving.
They look up at me and she smiles in an
approving way. “Good job today, Micah,” she says. “It’ll just be you and Reign
for most of tomorrow morning. Aislin starts in the afternoon, so it’s great that
you can manage when it gets busy.”
“Yeah, man. Good work,” John adds. It’s the
first thing he’s said to me all day.
“Thanks. See you both.”
I pivot and step out the door, just in time to
see Reign climb into the passenger side of the red jeep that picked her up at
the park the other day. I start up the street, hurrying to catch the next
trolley in the square.
A second later I hear a honk. I slow down as the
jeep pulls up next to me. The fiery red head driving flashes me her pearly
whites, wets her lips and eyes me up and down in a flirtatious way.
“Hey there, cutie,” she says.
“Hey.” I stick my hands inside my pockets.
Reign leans forward in the passenger side and
asks me, “You want a ride home, Micah?”
I shake my head. “Nah, it’s all right. I’ll just
hop on the trolley.”
“Nonsense,” The red head counters. “Take the
free ride and save your money. I don’t mind, really.”
“Ah…” I look up the road. In any minute now the
trolley will take off.
“Come on, cutie,” she pleads. “I won’t
bite…much.”
Reign slaps her arm. “Leave him alone.”
She giggles and gestures toward the backseat.
“Hop in. I’ll take you wherever you want to go.”
I should refuse, get on my way, but there’s a
part of me that wants to make friends, and another part that’s wildly attracted
to Reign even though I warned myself against it. Besides, the trolley is
starting to leave now so I might as well accept.
“Okay. Thanks.” I open the backdoor and hop on
the seat.
“No problem. Where ya going?”
“Thirty Pelham Street.”
“Cool. It’s Claudia, by the way,” she adds,
swerving back onto the road.
“Micah.”
“I know...” She stretches the ‘w’ in a slow and
sultry way. Only, I’m not interested. “So, where are you from?”
“How’d you know I’m not from around here?”
Claudia laughs. “You just told me.”
I scoff, feeling silly to fall for that.
“Where are you from?” This time it’s
Reign who’s asking. Her voice is like silk; smooth and skin-tingling. She
watches me in the rearview mirror as she waits for my answer.
I stare into it and reply honestly, “Colorado.”
Claudia brakes at a stop light. “Wow. You came
all the way from Colorado?” She sounds surprised.
“I think it’s cool,” Reign remarks, glancing out the window now. She murmurs, “I wouldn’t mind going that far,
even further.” The last part she says more to herself.
“Why Newport?” asks Claudia. She makes a left
when the light switches to green.
I shrug. “I don’t know, just wanted to give it a
try.”
“Are you usually like that?” Reign ask, her gaze
penetrating me in the rearview again. I tilt my head and watch her eyes, trying
to figure out the story behind them.
“Something like that,”
I tell her. She steadies her gaze on me, as if she’s trying to unravel me. I
don’t look away. If anything, I like it. It’s like