Better with Ben (How to Tame a Heartbreaker Book 3) by Casey McMillin Read Free Book Online Page B

"Is this saying they're coming over here tonight to show us the tattoo?" She stared down at the phone for a few more seconds before looking up at Hannah, who nodded.
    "Tonight? Right now?"
    Hannah nodded again. She was wearing a big grin like Taylor should be glad at the news.
    "He can't come over here tonight!" she said.
    Hannah looked genuinely surprised. "Why?"
    "Because I'm… because I'm barely out of my pajamas and I have this." She held up the cast. It was white plaster. Her other options had been neon pink or camo, and she wasn't really in the mood for either of those.
    "Who cares? They're just coming by for a second. I think she just wants to check out Ben's new truck."
    "Hannah, I can't have company."
    "Sure you can. It's just Molly and Ben." Hannah had shared a few convenience kisses with Ben over the years, but was more like a little sister to him. To her, it was no big deal for them to stop by, but for Taylor was different.
    "I have to change," she said nervously. "And what am I gonna do with my hair?"
    Hannah laughed. "Don't worry about it. It's just Ben," she said. "He's the coolest ever. You'll see."
    "I'm still gonna run a brush through my hair," Taylor said. They picked up their drinks and Hannah followed Taylor to the bathroom.
    Hannah sat on the counter as Taylor tied her hair up, and put on some powder, mascara, and lip gloss.
    "Beau-ti-ful," Hannah said when she was done. "I won't point out that you didn't do all that when we ran those errands earlier, but now that Ben's coming over, you want to get all dolled up."
    Taylor glared at her. "You just did point it out, and I'm hardly all dolled up," she said. "And if you want to know why I didn't do it earlier, it's because we didn't know any of the people I'd be seeing when we ran errands, but we know Molly and Ben."
    Hannah smiled at how eager Taylor was to justify herself, but decided not to tease her about it. "I'm just messin' with you," Hannah said. "Ben's a really cool guy. I don't want you to be nervous or feel like you have to impress him."
    Taylor wasn't trying to impress him necessarily, she was just trying to avoid un-impressing him.
    She went into her bedroom where she traded the sports bra she was wearing for one with a little padding. She also changed shirts since she was pretty sure hers had a little ice cream on it from earlier when the blender wasn't closed completely.
    Hannah smiled at her transformation when she came into the living room, but didn't mention it. They both knew Taylor needed the distraction. It was nearly nine by the time Molly and Ben knocked on the door.
    Taylor ran across the living room to answer it. She had on black tights and a grey sweatshirt with the word peace written in black. It hung off her shoulders, showing the black tank she wore underneath.
    Molly, who had no idea about the dead body, smiled broadly when she opened the door. Ben was standing a little behind her, standing there sort of looking away as if he was just expecting to let the girls catch up. It was dark out, and the porch light shone on Molly, leaving Ben in the shadows.
    "Come on in," Taylor said, trying not to get caught catching a glimpse at Ben.
    "What happened ?" Molly asked, taking in Taylor's cast.
    "Oh, I tripped and landed on it wrong," Taylor said simply. She moved to the side and they started to cross the threshold, but Molly stopped.
    "Let's show them your truck," she said, looking back at Ben.
    He made a face like they didn't need to do all that, but Molly ignored him. She looked back at Taylor and Hannah who were gathered in the doorway. "You have to see this truck," she said. "It's so boss I think it just drove us over here without Ben doing anything."
    Hannah looked at Ben and stuck her hand out.
    "What?" he asked, smiling.
    "The keys," she said. Their brother/sister relationship was obvious in his playful scowl. Taylor watched as he dug them out of his pocket and gave them to Hannah. The way he smiled as they took off toward the