Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
I was a teenager the last time I’d put on a helmet, so it took me a second to get the strap adjusted and properly latched. By the time I got it on, Billy was on his bike and waiting for me to get on behind him. When I stepped over, he held out his hand and held on as I kicked my leg over the seat.
As soon as I was settled, he glanced over his shoulder and asked, “You ready?”
“Absolutely.”
He gave a quick nod, then eased out of the garage and started down the drive. As soon as we hit the main road, he eased the throttle back, and a thrill shot through me when we started picking up speed. I loved the feeling of the wind whipping around me and how the fresh air seemed to engulf us as we made our way toward town.
Billy had exaggerated when he said that the place he was taking me was small. I’m not sure I would even call the place a town. The only thing there was a Dollar General store, a small family diner, and a gas station with one pump, but considering our circumstances, Cotton Town was the perfect place for us to go on our little excursion.
Billy pulled up to the Dollar General, and once he’d parked, we both got off his bike and removed our helmets. He smiled as he told me, “It’s nothing fancy, but they should have some clothes that will fit you.”
“It’s great. Thank you for bringing me here and...”
“No need to thank me.” He walked over and opened the door for me as he said, “I should’ve done it days ago.”
I stepped inside, and much like the rest of the town, there weren’t many folks around. I watched as Billy went over and grabbed a couple of shopping baskets. He offered one to me as he said, “I’ve got to grab a few things for the house. You go check it out and get anything you might like.”
“Will do.”
I walked over to the clothing section, and while it was limited, I was pleased to see that they not only had the basics like jeans and t-shirts, but they also had undergarments—pretty lace ones in various colors. I gathered what I could find in my size and put them in the basket, then went over to the beauty supplies. I picked out some makeup and a couple of clips for my hair, then went to find Billy.
He was at the front of the store talking with the cashier, and the second he spotted me walking in their direction, he smiled and said, “There she is.”
“Hey.” I walked over and placed my basket on the counter. “Sorry it took me so long.”
“You were fine.” Billy motioned his hand toward my full basket. “Did you find everything you needed?”
“Umm, yeah. I hope I didn’t go overboard.”
“Not even close.”
The cashier started ringing everything up, and once she was done, we carried it all out to his bike. I was worried we wouldn’t be able to get it all in his saddlebags, but after a little finagling, Billy looked up at me with a proud expression and said, “That should do it.”
“I’m impressed that you were able to make all that fit.”
“I’ve had a lot of practice.” He motioned his hand over to the diner across the street. “You up for a bite to eat?”
“Yeah, that’d be great.”
He nodded, then led me over to the diner. There were only a few tables and all were empty, so we basically had the place to ourselves. I followed Billy over to a spot near the window, and we’d barely sat down when a cute red-head with a great figure and pretty green eyes came over to us. A bright smile swept across her attractive face as she said, “Hey, Billy. It’s good to see you.”
“Hey, Jasmine. You look well.”
“I’m making it alright.” She glanced over at me as she asked, “Who’s your friend?”
“This is umm... Leigh. She’s a friend visiting from out of town.”
“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Leigh. What can I get you two today?”
Billy glanced up at the menu board, then answered, “How about a couple of cheeseburgers?”
“Sure thing. What about drinks?”
“Sweet tea for me,” I replied. “With lemon, if you have it.”
“I’ll have the same.”
“You got it.”
Jasmine turned and disappeared into the kitchen. Moments later, she returned with our drinks, only to disappear once again. I took a quick look around at all the adorable, vintage country décor, then asked, “Do you come here often?”
“From time to time. Mainly when I’m passing through or need to come for supplies.” His eyes skirted around the room as he whispered, “It doesn’t look like much, but the food is great.”
“I can’t wait to try it.” I took a sip of my sweet tea, then asked, “So, how many of your girlfriends have you brought here?”