Chapter 13
Mischievous: causing or showing a fondness for causing trouble in a playful way.
Later that day, Zach and I sat at Abby's kitchen table, eating roast beef sandwiches like vultures. We were so hungry that we didn't even bother to grab paper towels. We just sat there, scarfing them down like pigs. After I finished, I grinned at Zach who wasn't done yet.
"I won," I said cheekily.
He rolled his eyes and finished his last bite, "I didn't know we were in a race," he mumbled with his mouth still full, spluttering bread pieces all over the table.
I pushed away, "That's gross!"
He just chuckled and I stood up to get us some ice water.
I handed him a cup and sipped mine before saying, "So, what's on the agenda today, Mr. Handsome Dipshit?"
He grumbled at that, "You know, at first the nickname was kind of cute, now it's just annoying."
I laughed, "You know you love me!" I sang.
He just rolled his eyes.
Zach and I ended up driving to one of the parks about ten miles from Abby's house. Instead of driving his Mustang, this time he drove some old clunker truck. Did I mention that it was bright red? Very, very attractive.
When I first saw it I laughed, "Nice truck."
He grinned at me, "It would be. Your aunt owned it."
My eyes widened, "What?"
He chuckled, "Yep. She sold it to me for ranch work. I gotta say, it's quite an upgrade from the old Mustang," he winked at me and then we drove off.
Now, we pulled up and got out to sit underneath a massive pine tree in the park. Zach got out of the driver's side and quickly walked over to my side to open my door for me. Unfortunately, I wasn't aware that he was going to open the door, so as I was opening my door, he opened it too and I fell out, eating it on the dirt.
Zach started chuckling, standing there nonchalantly while I attempted to sit up and dig the earth out of my teeth. I glared at him, getting the last of the dirt out.
"This is all your fault," I growl, "You could have told me that you were going to open the door, you know."
Zach's eyebrows rose, "But the point was to act chivalrous. Something you obviously know nothing of." He winked.
I rolled my eyes and brushed my legs off, getting ready to stand up, "You do know that dirt tastes horrible, don't you?"
Zach grabbed my hand and pulled me upright. He was suddenly very close, "I don't. But you could show me."
And before I knew it, Zach's lips were pressed to mine. He was kissing me. And I was kissing him back.
And I was liking it.
A lot.
an: alright. alright. i know that i havent updated in like... forever.
but i have to say thank you to all of my lovely reviewers.
you guys have stuck with me for a long time, and i'll be updating this more often.
i promise.
chapter 14 is coming up sooner than you think ;)
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