wounds. See?” He beckoned Reese to examine the tire.
Quinn crossed her arms over her chest and gawked at her best friend as she crouched next to Aaron, knee touching knee, exchanging flirtatious grins. Didn’t he know it was Quinn’s car, not Reese’s? Annoyed at being left out, she squeezed between Reese and Aaron to get a better look. He smelled amazing—of citrus and mint, fresh from the shower.
“Quinn?” Oh god, she was staring at him.
“I better make that phone call.” She stood quickly and dropped her phone in the process, but Aaron caught it before it smashed against the asphalt. His fingers grazed hers when he gave it to her. She shivered and pulled her hand away. “Thanks.” She smiled. Simple chemistry, the laws of attraction, that’s all it was. She was single. She could still be in love with Jeff and find another guy attractive.
“Are you sure this was Kerstin’s work?” Aaron asked Reese.
“She saw Quinn talking to Jeff earlier.”
Hello, I’m right here , Quinn thought as Aaron focused all his attention on Reese.
“Oh.” Aaron stared at the ground.
Marcus switched the flat for the new tire, holding it in place for Aaron while he tightened the bolts on the wheel. Marcus lowered the jack, and they loaded the ruined tire into the trunk.
“That should do it,” Aaron said to Reese.
Part of Quinn burned with jealousy. “You really didn’t have to do that, you know.” Quinn tried not to sound as annoyed as she felt. Even if he did like Reese and not her, it didn’t give him the right to be rude.
Aaron shrugged. “It’s no problem.” He pulled a black plastic guitar pick from his pocket and rolled it between his fingers, avoiding eye contact.
“Thanks.” Quinn picked up her bag and threw it in the backseat.
“We’re heading over to Ray’s to grab a soda and some fries. Want to join us? Aaron’s buying,” Marcus said to Reese.
“Thanks, but we’ve got a lot of homework to do.” Quinn jumped in before Reese could answer. The last thing she wanted was to spend her evening watching two guys fawning over her best friend while she sat like a fourth wheel.
“Another time, maybe?” Reese opened the car door.
“Saturday night. Eight-ish.” Marcus winked.
“Another time was code for never.”
“Your loss, there are plenty of ladies waitin’ in line for tickets to the Marcus love-fest.”
“I’ve heard the reviews, I think I’ll pass.”
“Oh, Reese, that hurt.”
“It’s Teresa to you.”
“But you said I could call you Reese.”
Quinn watched Marcus and Reese banter while Aaron stared at her again. She dared a glance. His eyes caught hers, and heat rose in her cheeks. He frowned and looked away, breaking the connection.
“Let’s go, lover boy.” Aaron grabbed Marcus by the arm and dragged him across the parking lot. “See you tomorrow.”
“Bye.” Quinn wondered why he frowned and then wondered why she cared. She didn’t like him but couldn’t bear the thought of him not liking her. “Thanks again.”
“Reese, you know you like me!” Marcus yelled across the parking lot as Aaron shoved him into the driver’s seat of the Jeep.
“In your dreams!” Reese yelled back and slammed the car door, the final word on the matter. Then she let out a high-pitched girly squeal. “What a great guy!”
Quinn started the engine and cut Reese a surprised glance. “Who? Marcus?”
As if on cue, the white Jeep zoomed past them. Marcus honked and waved.
Reese blushed. “No! Well, he is kind of cute, but too weird for me. I’m talking about Aaron.” Reese flipped up the passenger mirror and checked her hair.
“He’s all right.”
“All right? Have you met the guy?”
Quinn turned right out of the lot, catching up with the boys at a red light. Marcus danced inside the Jeep, rocking it back and forth. He sang to Aaron using his fist as a microphone. Aaron pushed his fist away but Marcus kept coming at him until Aaron finally gave in. He sang back,
Quinn crossed her arms over her chest and gawked at her best friend as she crouched next to Aaron, knee touching knee, exchanging flirtatious grins. Didn’t he know it was Quinn’s car, not Reese’s? Annoyed at being left out, she squeezed between Reese and Aaron to get a better look. He smelled amazing—of citrus and mint, fresh from the shower.
“Quinn?” Oh god, she was staring at him.
“I better make that phone call.” She stood quickly and dropped her phone in the process, but Aaron caught it before it smashed against the asphalt. His fingers grazed hers when he gave it to her. She shivered and pulled her hand away. “Thanks.” She smiled. Simple chemistry, the laws of attraction, that’s all it was. She was single. She could still be in love with Jeff and find another guy attractive.
“Are you sure this was Kerstin’s work?” Aaron asked Reese.
“She saw Quinn talking to Jeff earlier.”
Hello, I’m right here , Quinn thought as Aaron focused all his attention on Reese.
“Oh.” Aaron stared at the ground.
Marcus switched the flat for the new tire, holding it in place for Aaron while he tightened the bolts on the wheel. Marcus lowered the jack, and they loaded the ruined tire into the trunk.
“That should do it,” Aaron said to Reese.
Part of Quinn burned with jealousy. “You really didn’t have to do that, you know.” Quinn tried not to sound as annoyed as she felt. Even if he did like Reese and not her, it didn’t give him the right to be rude.
Aaron shrugged. “It’s no problem.” He pulled a black plastic guitar pick from his pocket and rolled it between his fingers, avoiding eye contact.
“Thanks.” Quinn picked up her bag and threw it in the backseat.
“We’re heading over to Ray’s to grab a soda and some fries. Want to join us? Aaron’s buying,” Marcus said to Reese.
“Thanks, but we’ve got a lot of homework to do.” Quinn jumped in before Reese could answer. The last thing she wanted was to spend her evening watching two guys fawning over her best friend while she sat like a fourth wheel.
“Another time, maybe?” Reese opened the car door.
“Saturday night. Eight-ish.” Marcus winked.
“Another time was code for never.”
“Your loss, there are plenty of ladies waitin’ in line for tickets to the Marcus love-fest.”
“I’ve heard the reviews, I think I’ll pass.”
“Oh, Reese, that hurt.”
“It’s Teresa to you.”
“But you said I could call you Reese.”
Quinn watched Marcus and Reese banter while Aaron stared at her again. She dared a glance. His eyes caught hers, and heat rose in her cheeks. He frowned and looked away, breaking the connection.
“Let’s go, lover boy.” Aaron grabbed Marcus by the arm and dragged him across the parking lot. “See you tomorrow.”
“Bye.” Quinn wondered why he frowned and then wondered why she cared. She didn’t like him but couldn’t bear the thought of him not liking her. “Thanks again.”
“Reese, you know you like me!” Marcus yelled across the parking lot as Aaron shoved him into the driver’s seat of the Jeep.
“In your dreams!” Reese yelled back and slammed the car door, the final word on the matter. Then she let out a high-pitched girly squeal. “What a great guy!”
Quinn started the engine and cut Reese a surprised glance. “Who? Marcus?”
As if on cue, the white Jeep zoomed past them. Marcus honked and waved.
Reese blushed. “No! Well, he is kind of cute, but too weird for me. I’m talking about Aaron.” Reese flipped up the passenger mirror and checked her hair.
“He’s all right.”
“All right? Have you met the guy?”
Quinn turned right out of the lot, catching up with the boys at a red light. Marcus danced inside the Jeep, rocking it back and forth. He sang to Aaron using his fist as a microphone. Aaron pushed his fist away but Marcus kept coming at him until Aaron finally gave in. He sang back,
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