Total pages in book: 296
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
Summer chuckles. “It’s the one from the Sin City tour agency. It leaves at nine in front of the hotel.”
“Yeah, that’s the same one we booked too. What a coincidence!” It’s obvious Diesel’s full of shit, but no one calls him out on it, which I’m okay with because I want to spend more time with Riley.
I lean forward and grin. “Wow, that’s very coincidental.”
“It really is, isn’t it?” Riley smirks.
Avery, Chelsea, Naomi, and Julia are completely smitten by Diesel, and I have to hold back my laughter at how they’re acting. Diesel doesn’t seem to mind, though. If I didn’t know better, I’d say he’s actually enjoying them undressing him with their eyes. Though we all got a good look at what he had to offer last night when he took off his clothes.
“What do you like to do for fun?” Riley asks as I finish my food.
“Anything, really. I go with the flow, and I like being spontaneous. If it’s not a planned adventure, even better. Love hiking and going on road trips too.” After wiping my mouth with my napkin, I push my plate away.
“Spontaneous? I like that.” The gruff in his voice has my entire body melting.
“What about you?” I turn my body toward him, giving him my full attention.
“I like horseback riding and camping, but I work a lot. We make the best with what we’ve got out in the middle of nowhere Texas, so we gotta create our own fun most of the time. Lots of pranks and dares and drinking,” he admits, glancing at Diesel. “And keeping this one out of trouble and away from my little sister has become a part-time job.”
I find myself smiling as he talks. I could listen to him chat about whatever he wants with that sexy Southern bedroom voice. “It actually sounds like fun.”
“It can be, but there are some things that suck about being far away from a big city. The closest Walmart is hours away. Amazon is your best friend if you don’t want to drive, and patience is key. McDonald’s breakfast? Forget about it. Late-night craving for Taco Bell? Better learn how to cook. But I love it and wouldn’t live anywhere else in the world. Texas is home,” he tells me matter-of-factly.
“So no fast food or retail therapy? Wow. That’s how I got through beauty school. It’s hard to imagine not being able to get things instantly. Especially Starbucks.” I try to picture it, but I’ve lived in Phoenix all my life with parents who’d buy me anything at any moment. I never really realize how privileged I was until now, but the simple life also sounds incredible.
Everyone has finished eating when Summer stands, interrupting the conversation. The rest of the girls do too, so I take it as my cue to get up. Riley and I push our chairs away at the same time, and we’re mere inches apart. My breath hitches as I look up into his eyes and swallow hard.
“See ya around, Zoey,” Riley says, taking a step back and putting space between us.
I nod. “Yeah, tonight on the bus.”
A cheesy grin fills his face. “Oh right. It’s a date.”
“Not quite, but sure,” I say, smiling. Summer interrupts our moment by looping her arm in mine and pulling me away.
“See you tonight, Arizona,” Riley calls out a cute nickname, causing me to laugh, then heads in the other direction.
“Bye, ladies!” Diesel yells, and I watch Chelsea turn around and giggle.
We walk out the main doors of the hotel, and Summer smirks at me.
“What?” I finally ask, though I know I’m as transparent as glass.
“What were you and Riley chatting about? I could barely hear a word because of Diesel.”
I roll my eyes. “Nothing much.”
“He’s cute,” she blurts out. “Really cute, and he seemed interested in you.”
A grin touches my lips.
She bumps her hip against mine. “You know he was.”
“Okay, maybe he is, but he might as well be from another planet. He lives in the middle of small-town nowhere Texas.”
As we wait to cross the street, I can hear Chelsea going on about Diesel, and her vulgar vocabulary makes me snort. She’s dirty as fuck.
“Remember what you said, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, right? I saw the way you two looked at each other. You should totally go for it.” Summer gives me a suggestive look, and I laugh, almost shocked my sister is condoning this.
“What did Mom and Dad tell us again? Don’t talk to strangers?” I remind her, chuckling at the ridiculousness of it all, considering we’re not kids.
“Right, but they’re not strangers anymore. We know their names and where they’re from. Also, we had breakfast with them. So, they’re our new friends at this point.” She waggles her brows.
I smirk as we head toward the crowded strip mall. The six of us go through several shops, and for once, I’m glad I brought a huge suitcase because I hit up the sale racks.