Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 96249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
My mind goes to what we can leave behind in memory of Brooke. I have these coins from high school. I think those would be perfect.
“Oh, great, I think some of the bars the guys have been talking about are down that way.”
I groan. I’m not really in the mood to hang around in some bar. Lynn is old enough to drink here, but I don’t know how her parents would feel about that. I already feel guilty about not telling her daddy she’s my girl.
“I think I have a compromise for us all. I have to check on something. I’ll text you later and we’ll meet up with you guys like yesterday.”
“Gotcha. You look happy. I’m glad things worked out.”
I pull a hand down my face. I am happy. I’ve thought of Brooke a lot. All of that still stings, but I’m glad we’re here and I’m happy Lynn came with us.
“Yeah, I am too.”
CHAPTER 12
Live the Dream
Lynn
I haven’t been able to stop smiling. This day has been great. Riding up the canal on the ferry was a beautiful experience. We’ve taken so many pictures and I’ve been able to write down a few lyrics as I’ve been inspired.
While under the tunnel part of the canal, Trevor kissed me senseless the entire time. I was a little disappointed when we returned to the light of day. However, he’s been more affectionate today.
I touch my kiss-swollen lips and smile as we sit by the canal. Trevor has purchased lunch for us to eat while we sit on the side of the canal and people-watch.
“This is good,” he says as we stuff our faces.
“Yeah, I wasn’t expecting much, but this is delicious. Pook did her research.”
Trevor nods and wipes his mouth. “I was thinking. Do you remember that kissing booth?”
“Y’all’s senior year?”
“Yeah, when Pook talked me into building and running that thing with her,” he says and rolls his eyes.
I start to laugh. I remember it all right. They argued about it for months. We all knew, in the end, he would do whatever she wanted, but he griped about it anyway.
“I remember,” I say through my laughter.
“Remember those coins she had to have?”
“I sure do. The kissing coins. God, she drove you crazy, but she got her coins.”
“I still have a few of those,” he says and digs them out from his pocket.
I tear up as he hands me a few. I look down into my palm and squint at the embossing on them. It’s the year they graduated and their high school mascot, along with the words kissing coins.
“I figure we could toss a few in,” he whispers, nodding his head toward the canal.
I nod in agreement. I like that idea. I close my eyes and say a prayer for my sister, then toss the coins into the canal. Trevor looks around us, then kisses his hand before he tosses his in.
“For Pook,” he says as they make a little splash.
“Want to get some ice cream and head over to the park? I think I’ve had enough of the water for now.”
“Sure, we can do whatever you want, darlin’.”
I want to kiss him. He looks so handsome in the light-blue T-shirt he has on. It’s bringing out the light blue in his eyes, making the dark blue around the edges stand out.
He didn’t wear his Stetson today, which has left his handsome face on display. His blond locks are sporting their natural curl pattern.
He tilts his head as he looks me over. “What’s that look about?” he asks with a smile on his lips.
“You’re gorgeous,” I breathe.
“That’s funny. I was thinking the same thing about you. Come on, we can find a nice spot. Then you can stare at me all you want.”
“Oh hush,” I say and toss my napkin at him.
He stands and tugs me up. Then he picks up my bag and leads me to the ice cream shop we noticed earlier. Without me having to ask, he orders my favorite. Soon, we’re in the park, sitting on the blanket I brought along in my bag as Brooke’s journal instructed.
“Want some?” I ask as I find Trevor watching me eat my ice cream, his own seemingly forgotten.
He reaches for my hand and brings it to his mouth. I gasp when he licks the ice cream from my skin as it drips over my hand. He doesn’t take his eyes away from mine as he does so.
I have to stifle a moan. I lean into him unconsciously. He releases my hand and cups the side of my face as he takes my lips in a searing kiss. I feel this one in my toes.
My heart begins to race and my skin hums from his touch. I’m ready to melt right along with this ice cream. I don’t like chocolate ice cream, but the flavor on his tongue bursts in my mouth and causes me to whimper.