Getting Schooled (The Wright Brothers Book 1) by Christina C Jones Read Free Book Online Page A

already knew the answer. Devyn was a nurse, and she was almost always at work on Saturdays, a twelve hour shift that started at two in the afternoon.
    “Of course.” She sighed, then relaxed back into the couch cushions with her feet up on the ottoman and the silky, honey-blonde strands of her chin-length bob covering her face. “But I did I tell you I applied to University hospital?”
    I sat straight up, and screamed. “You did?! Yesss!”
    Devyn peeked at me through her hair, and shook her head. “I knew you weren’t going to leave me alone unless I did it, so… yeah. We’ll see what happens.”
    “You’ll get the job is what’s going to happen,” I gushed. I’d been on Devyn about applying at the newer, state-of-the-art hospital for years now, but she was comfortable at the small hospital a county over. She made decent money, and had good relationships with her coworkers, but even I could tell she was bored.
    Everybody who needed medical attention mattered, but I knew my friend. She craved a challenge, and the facts were that the difficult cases, the interesting cases, and the fast paced environment were located right in the heart of the city, at University hospital.
    “We’ll see,” she insisted, brushing her hair aside to show her pretty honey-toned face. A spattering of light brown freckles covered her nose and fanned onto her high cheekbones, a trait she’d inherited from her mother, who was my mother’s bestie. Devyn was two years older than me, but she didn’t feel like a big sister. She felt like my twin.
    “Okay, okay.” I tried to tone down my beaming smile. “I’ll leave you alone I guess, since you’re all embarrassed now.”
    “Uh huh. Let’s talk about something else… like the college cutie you got in trouble about.”
    “ Ugggh, ” I groaned. “Let me guess – Imara and Irene have been bumping gums.”
    Devyn giggled. “You already know it. Now, last I heard, J. Wright had you ready to toss your panties at him. Now you’re verbally sparring with this kid?”
    “He’s not a kid,” I corrected quickly. “He’s your age, a grown ass man. And he still has me ready to toss my panties at him.”
    “Ooooh!” Her eyes lit up. “That means goodbye Grayson, right?”
    I sucked my teeth. “Wrong. This Jason thing is all hypotheticals and scenarios that’ll never happen. My boyfriend is Grayson.”
    “So the rhyming is just a coincidence?”
    “Uhh, yes ,” I laughed. “I know you don’t like Gray, but—”
    “Girl you don’t even like him,” Devyn quipped, wrinkling her nose. “He’s not even your type. He’s all… gray .”
    I bit my lip to keep from laughing. Partially at the look on her face, partially because I understood exactly what she meant when she called him gray. Meaning neutral. Meaning boring . And maybe that was kinda why he worked for me.
    Grayson was a very buttoned-up type of guy. Nice job as a young lawyer, nice condo downtown, nice looking… just... nice. No chance of me getting too wrapped up in our relationship, when the only thing I was trying to be wrapped up in right now was securing my education and career, since I was already two years behind.
    He was perfect.
    “He’s my type for now . And neither of us is thinking long term, so it’s not like that’s a big deal.”
    “It’s a big waste of time though.”
    I was opening my mouth to offer a weak response when the doorbell rang, and I hopped right up to answer.
    “Saved by the bell,” Devyn called after me, and I grinned as I reached for the deadbolt, putting my eye up to the peephole before I disengaged the lock.
    Shit!
    “It’s mama!” I whisper-yelled to Deyvn, stepping back into the living room. Her eyes went wide in confusion, and I motioned toward our pizza and wing boxes, and the pouches from our store-bought frozen cocktails.
    “Ohhh, shit!”
    Devyn immediately went to work, gathering and everything and running with it into the kitchen. I couldn’t do anything about