You know how hard it is for me to say no when a fan asks me something. And even though I can’t always give in, today I can.
Here’s another snippet from DATING TROUBLE. Just for you, Sara! Oh, and for Sara’s friend, of course. 😉
My cell phone dinged next to me and made me jerk up my head. Why I even got my hopes high was unaccountable. Ethan wouldn’t send me a text after ten in the evening. But Chris would and I pushed out a sigh through my nose when I read it.
Fancy another chat after dark? ^^
Not tonight, I texted back. Really, I wasn’t in the mood to talk to him right now.
But of course, another text came in. Why not? I thought yester-night was nice with you. 😉
Because you’re trouble of the kind I just don’t want to deal with right now. Gee, why did I even bother to send that back to him? Chris should be so easy to ignore. And yet I couldn’t. He was a dick, goddammit!
My phone beeped again. Aw, every girl loves a little trouble. And you shouldn’t despise what you haven’t sampled yet. You have no idea what you’re missing out on, sweetness.
The memory of Lauren coming out of his room and Chris lacing his fingers with hers resurfaced. In a way, it angered me. It was an odd sort of anger… then I realized what it was. A hint of hurt resonated inside me. That was too weird to analyze, so I just typed away the first thing that came to my mind and replied to him. Seriously, you’re like a sample-bottle of perfume placed outside a drug store.
My phone rang.
I sucked in a deep breath through my teeth and let it out in a long exhale. Finally I rolled my eyes and answered but didn’t even get a word out.
“I’m what?” Chris snapped at me, half amused and half confused.
Since he didn’t really greet me, I didn’t bother either. “You know these cheap perfume bottles they place in front of shops for promotion? Every woman walking by sprays a little of that bland scent on her skin and in the end, they all smell alike. But not me. I’m very selective, Chris. I don’t have to sample everything that’s offered to me for free. And most of all, I don’t like bland.” I said what I’d wanted to and didn’t give him time for a comeback. “Goodnight.”
He didn’t ring again, like he had done last night. Hopefully, this time he might have gotten the message. I turned off the light and snuggled deeper under the covers. Three minutes later, my cell beeped and the flashing screen illuminated my room with a shade of blue.
Wrapping my pillow tightly around my head, I screamed.
Why couldn’t he leave me alone? Just one night! Was that asking too much? I reached for the phone and took it with me under the cover, reading in my personal cave.
You think I’m boring? Ouch. That hurt, Miss Miller.
Was he boring? I didn’t think I used that word, and to be honest, Chris was anything but. He kept me on tenterhooks most of the time I was in a room with him and his stupid texts stirred me enough to answer every freaking time. So no, he was definitely not boring.
I said bland, not boring. There’s a difference. One means, you make me fall asleep. The other means, each time you open your mouth I want to go on an exploration and delve deeper to find out if there’s more inside that hallow shell.
His answer to that made me swallow and turned my body to a warm tingle. You want to explore my mouth? Go ahead.
Chris, do you even once hear what I actually say?
Of course. Your last text said you wanted to kiss me.
Stupid as it was, his last SMS made me laugh. I came out of my cave, fluffed up my pillow, settled back and typed: Excuse me, I need to go bang my head on a wall now and get that image out of my mind.
That’s what they all say…before they beg me to date them… 🙂
Hah! I’m not going to beg you to take me on a date.
*cough* I remember a certain someone begging me to cook for her on Saturday *cough*
That was— Holy crap, it was true. I deleted the SMS I’d started to write and bit my lip. How did he always manage to change my words to his benefit? Let’s see, what he made of that: You’re delusional.
A long pause. I thought it was over. Then another message beeped.
Yes, one of us is definitely. Sleep tight, little Sue.
So, are you all hooked now? Just a little longer, my friends. Valentine’s day 2015!
But you can already preorder the book on Amazon, you know. 😉