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stomp her foot. He frowned and turned to Cole. “It’s
looking like Ally might not be going.”
Cole followed Ally’s movements with his eyes and
noticed her tense shoulders and wild gesticulation. He was pretty
sure Jay would allow her to leave for the weekend – he had let her
last year when they’d played at the same hotel – but it appeared as
if she was arguing or pleading with him. His heart gave a sudden
lurch – it would suck if Ally couldn’t be there.
“Uncle Jay will let her go,” Jamie said with a shrug.
“He always does – especially if it’s with us.”
“In case you haven’t noticed lately,” Cole said,
lifting a brow. “She’s a girl and we’re guys.”
“So?” RJ said. “It’s not like any of us think of her
in that way. Hell, we’ve been friends practically since birth.”
Cole opened his mouth to make a point, but he
instantly forgot what the point was. All he could focus on was RJ’s
words – how none of them thought of Ally in ‘that way.’ Was that
true? Probably for Jamie since he was her cousin and more than
likely with RJ, but what about him? Was he starting to think of her
in ‘that way?’
He shook the thoughts out of his head. He didn’t want
to think about any of that in any way at the moment. He only wanted
to concentrate on school and his band, that’s all. He’d made a
solid vow to himself at the end of summer to focus on making a go
of the band and if that meant going dateless to the bonfires or
skipping a couple dances, that was hardly a sacrifice. He didn’t
want a girlfriend to distract him from his goals, wrapping him in
all sorts of drama and mindless, trivial things. He wanted to make
his band successful from hard work and not any help from his
father. That was going to take all his concentration and spare
time. His love life could wait.
Ally strode back to the picnic table and thrust his
phone in his hands. He took it warily and tucked it into his jacket
pocket as his eyes narrowed on her. “Is there a problem,
princess?”
She unleashed the full force of her angry eyes on
him. “Do not call me that.” She plopped back on the bench and
resumed her earlier tense position, her foot bouncing a mile a
minute.
“So, you going or what?” Cole asked.
“Yeah,” she said. “But he wants me to invite Jeana.
He said I should include her more often and all that garbage. I
think he thinks she’ll make me more girly or something.”
Cole smirked. “Of course he does, princess.”
She punched his arm. “Can one of you drive me and my
brother home next weekend? My car is done and I want to see my
parents before they leave for tour,” she asked.
“I think we’re all planning on going home,” RJ
answered. “You can catch a ride with one of us.”
“Thanks,” she said, tension beginning to leave her
body.
Cole stretched, brushing his arm across the back of
her neck, causing her to shiver. “Cold, princess?” he asked.
“No,” she said, not sparing him a look. He chuckled
as he took off his jacket, pulled the cigarette pack from the
pocket, and placed the jacket on her shoulders.
“Thanks,” she mumbled as she pushed her arms through
the too long sleeves. “So, do you think I should invite Jeana?”
“I don’t see why not,” Cole said as he dropped from
the table top to the bench next to her.
Ally shrugged. “My dad asked me if I invited
her.”
“She can come,” RJ said. “I’ll ask her tomorrow.”
Ally shook her head. “I’ll ask her when I go to my
room.” She pushed back the sleeve of Cole’s jacket and checked the
time. “Which I guess I’ll get to now. It’s nearly ten.”
Cole jumped off the table. “I’ll walk you back.”
“You don’t have to,” she protested, heart hammering
in her chest.
He slung an arm over her shoulders. “I do if I want
my jacket back.”
She narrowed her eyes and tried to shake his arm off
her shoulders but he merely held tighter. “I can give you your
jacket now,