Unexpectedly You by Mia Josephs, Riley Janes Read Free Book Online

on the ass when he steps up. His score is already past the one-hundreds, but I’m proud of the little four by my name.
    We end the game at Nick: one-sixty-two, Brooke: eleven. I broke into double digits. And Nick hasn’t let go of my waist since we left the bowling alley. I call that a successful night. Chemistry is flying off us. Definitely leveling him up.
    He walks me to my apartment, and I stand outside my door because this is not date three, it’s date two, and it went awesome and perfect. See, my method is just fine, thank you.
    “This was fun.” I give him a big smile, because it was fun. “Next time, we should play on my Wii. I guarantee I’m much better on that.” Even though I haven’t unpacked it since I left my last place a year ago.
    “That sounds like a good plan.” He leans in, and I’m so glad I prepared my gloss in the bathroom at the alley because licking your lips is a sign you give on the third date. “You free tomorrow?”
    Yes, but that’s not what I say. “I’ll have to look at my work schedule. It should be open, but I want to make sure.”
    “Okay.”
    A tiny beat of awkward silence wraps around us, but I break it with the key fumble in the door. “Great. I’ll give you a call tomorrow.”
    His hand settles on mine, and I look up at his closing in lips. Quickly going through my second date kiss protocol in my head, because I don’t have much time, I open my mouth slightly so he knows I’m good with his tongue if that’s his style.
    His kiss is sweet, nice, sort of passionate with a little bit of tongue, but not like he’s going to shove me into my apartment. He knows he’s going to walk away and we’ll end the night here. Good boy. He’ll be rewarded for it tomorrow.
    We part, saying quiet goodbyes, and the minute I shut my door, I slide down the back of it with a knocked off my feet sigh. My cat, Snickers, rubs up against my leg as I pull my phone out and put a little check mark next to Get a date three! Love rocks. I’m totally going to fall in love with this guy. He’s perfect, following the rules, and tomorrow we’ll launch this baby into exclusive relationship status.
    Well, after I check my schedule.

Chapter Six
    Nate
     
    I stand in front of the mirror and push the hair back off my face. Maybe I’m ready for a cut, but not quite yet. My hair has always been my thing. Anything encouraging girls to touch me is good, and girls have always touched my hair. It’s always been good—at least in the beginning. And right now I have no intention of going further than beginnings because that’s exactly what I need.
    As I glance from side to side, I’m feeling the date night. “You can do this Nate. It totally doesn’t matter that you haven’t had a first date since Viv, and she barely counted since you knew each other for so long. You need some fun, man. Lighten up and go play with a hot chick.”
    Laughter pushes its way up because I’m an idiot in this moment. Who the hell gives themselves a pep talk in the mirror before a date? Or before anything? And why, oh why, did I feel the need to talk out loud?
    Man, Brooke is rubbing off on me, because when I step out of the bathroom and walk up the hallway, I’d bet money she does something almost exactly like this before she goes out. I wonder if she marks it off on a list.
    I grab my wallet and phone off the kitchen counter when the couch in the living room creaks. What the…? I slowly step into the dark room to see Morsten’s backside covering my mom. This definitely falls under the category of bad-naked, and it sucks to know my mom’s getting more than me. I shudder as I back up and wish to erase the scene from my memory, but even when I close my eyes, his bare hairy ass is still there.
    Nobody warned me that my mom would turn into a horny teenager after I left home. It’s ridiculous and probably permanently damaging to my psyche. I really need out of this house. Bad.
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    This was such a good idea. Bar number