by Ney, Sara
“Lucy, no one stuffs their bra anymore.”
When we’re together, it’s like an eye-rolling competition that has no victor.
“You know what I mean. Just put this on and act happy, okay? Smile and make sure you touch him a lot, or he’ll think I’m acting funny.”
I reach across the center console and tap his forearm flirtatiously.
“I remember asking you out, it just took me a second,” I say in self-defense, trying to repair any damage I might have done to my sister’s reputation by word-vomiting all over Dash’s car. “And I do other things besides drink on the weekends.”
His black brows rise again. “Like what?”
“Like…spending a lot of time with my sister. She goes here, too,” I inform him, laying the ground work for Lucy to eventually break the news that she doesn’t just have a sister—she has a twin.
“No shit?”
“We’re real close.”
“That’s cool.” His eyes are trained on the road, and he sounds bored. “What do the two of you do when you hang out?”
“Um…” We do her homework, talk. “Call our parents—we’re from Illinois—and when the weather is nice, we ride bikes or go down by the lake.”
“I can picture that.” He smiles, turning left at a stop sign, heading to the tiny downtown district where all the bars are.
“What’s the name of the band again?” I squeak out, sounding so unpolished and un-Lucy-like, it’s positively absurd.
“Scotty’s Tone Deaf.”
“Oh. That…has a nice ring to it.”
Dash laughs, pitching his head back, filling the interior of the car with his delicious baritone voice. “That’s one way of putting it. We’re basically going to listen to a garage band. There’s a kid named Scotty who lives at the end of Jock Row with his parents,” he offers by way of explanation as he pulls into the parking lot of The Warehouse, the city’s only concert venue. “He’s in high school and has a rock band, has this idol worship of the guys in the house.”
“Including you?”
He bows his head, embarrassed. “Sí.” Yes.
“That’s sweet.” Pause. “Did you already tell me this?”
Jesus, I sound like a complete idiot; if Lucy finds out, she’s going to kill me. Seriously, I need to stop talking before I make the whole thing worse.
I run down the facts Lucy gave me about Dash:
Twenty-two.
Six foot one.
Catcher on the baseball team.
Reserved.
Polite.
Lives on Jock Row in the baseball house.
That’s it, the entire catalog of seven things I know about him, and most likely the only seven things my sister will ever know.
“You sure you’re okay with listening to Scotty’s band? I figured you’d be cool with it.” He shoots me a perfect smile, his white teeth set off by his beautiful olive skin. “I wouldn’t call this a concert, I’d call it a set. They’re letting Scotty’s band play a few songs before the battle begins, nothing major. He’s the opening act before an opening act.”
“I love that.”
“Scott’s in high school,” he goes on. “I have no idea how he conned the manager of this place into letting him play, but I’m the only one from the house who promised to come listen.”
“That is so nice of you. I’m looking forward to it.”
I realize that I actually am. Dash has been a real gentleman so far, and I’m gradually beginning to ease up and enjoy his company.
He pulls into a parking space, puts the car in park, cuts the engine.
“I’d feel like a dick not showing up—the kid is only seventeen—but just so you know, there’s a chance his band is going to seriously suck.”
I grin at him, unable to stop myself. “Or he might surprise us?”
He’s not convinced, yanking the keys from the ignition. “Maybe, but I doubt it.”Still.
He brought me to watch his kid neighbor’s band play—how sweet is that? My heart dips, and not because of the guilt I feel about deceiving this guy. Quite the opposite.
Dash Amado is not only amazingly hot.
He’s amazing.
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Other Titles by Sara Ney
The Kiss and Make Up Series
Kissing in Cars
He Kissed Me First
A Kiss Like This
#ThreeLittleLies Series
Things Liars Say
Things Liars Hide
Things Liars Fake
How to Date a Douchebag Series
The Studying Hours
The Failing Hours
The Learning Hours
The Coaching Hours
Jock Hard Series
Switch Hitter
Jock Row
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About Sara Ney
Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.
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