Unbreakable (Accidental Crush #3) by Adrienne Torrisi Read Free Book Online

lock my fingers with Ash’s. “Remember what I said.” I give him one last glare mixed with warning before we turn to leave.
    “Bye, guys,” Ash says to both of them.
    I turn back. “It was nice meeting you, Janice.” I give her a bright smile and try not to laugh at the stunned look on her face.
    Once we are in the parking lot, truly alone, I whisper to Ash, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to get that carried away.” Then I make sure to have my lips brush her earlobe as I pull away because I know it drives her crazy.
    “I can’t believe you hit him.” She gives me a smile that sums up everything I love about her.
    “Yeah, I guess we’ve got a lot in common.” I grab her other hand as I lean her against my car.
    “Yeah, we’ve had a lot of ‘misunderstandings’ lately.” She steps up on her tiptoes to kiss me with a smile.
    I could stand here forever with her, but I know they are right behind us.
    “Let’s go before they come out.” I walk around to open her car door. “Oh, and hey, I would be careful with that girl Janice. Getting George? Not cool.”
    She gives me a smile. “She was just nervous. She’s not used to you two like I am.” I feel her fingers tighten around mine. “Thanks for picking me up.”
    She has a way of making me forget everything.
    “Anytime.” I smile deeply.

 
     
     
    Chapter 5: The Rescue
     
    ASHLEY
    The boys won their first two football games. I say won, but tonight, they killed the other team. Johnny got to play in the fourth quarter because we were up by so much. The team looks even better than last year, if that is possible.
    Next week is homecoming, and I can’t believe how much has changed since last year’s homecoming dance. Of course, I must have done something horrible to the Karma gods since, this year we play Casey’s school for our homecoming game.
    Thankfully, there have been no Todd/Casey fights in the afternoons since the first day, and hopefully it stays that way. They have both been keeping their distance, while I have been making sure I’m ready to go as soon as practice is over, waiting for Todd in the parking lot so there is no reason for him to come in.
    I hear my phone buzzing on my dresser and walk over to check it as I slip on my pajama bottoms, seeing there’s a text from Todd.
    Come to the window.
    A smile instantly forms on my lips as I pull my curtains back. There’s Todd, two stories down, standing under my window, still wearing his jersey from the game tonight.
    I open my window and yell down, “What are you doing?”
    He starts to laugh. “Shh.” He holds up his phone and gestures to type on it.
    You are not very good at this.
    Ha. Ha. Funny , I type back. What are you doing?
    I’m rescuing you.
    I give him a smile out of the window as I type back, From what?
    He smiles up at me once he hits send. From a boring life.
    I automatically start to shout back down, but he holds up his phone then points to it with a crooked smile that melts my heart. I would go anywhere with him, do anything.
    How? I type back.
    Climb down … ledge to tree.
    I stare down at him like he has lost his mind. There is no way.
    I’m scared of heights, remember????
    I see him start to laugh as he reads my text. Then he types something back and looks up with a smile.
    You can do it. One step at a time.
    I close my eyes and look at the big tree branch that is inches away from my window. As a kid, it always scared me. I knew it was going to break through my window, wrap itself around me, and take me in the middle of the night. Thinking back now, I realize that sounds ridiculous. However, when you are eight, and it’s pitch black in your room, it seems totally possible.
    My phone buzzes in my hand, but instead of reading his text I look down at where Todd is standing. He has such a hopeful smile. I just wish he wasn’t so far down. I glance back at my phone to read his latest text.
    I love you.
    Everything melts away: my fear of heights, my worries about my parents