Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
I blinked, and my arm continued to tingle after his hand was gone. “Okay,” I replied.
“Saxon, you’re here to pick her up again,” Sammy said, snapping me out of my lust-fueled haze. “Do you not drive, Haisley?” Her question, although asked nicely, was meant to be snarky.
I opened my mouth to explain I didn’t have a car when Saxon’s arm slid around my waist.
“She drives, but why should she when I’d rather drive her where she needs to be?”
And now, my leggings probably had a damp spot. Holy hell.
Sammy held a tight smile as she looked at me, then at him. “You always were the chivalrous one. Trev was the asshole.”
“Trev was just misunderstood,” Saxon replied, and then he looked down at me. “Let’s go shopping.”
I simply nodded. I’d dealt with mean girls my entire life. Never once had a guy like Saxon, one who ran in their circles, defended me. AJ, sure. He’d handled a few in the past, but not like Saxon. AJ only did it if he wasn’t interested in getting in their pants.
I buckled myself in while Saxon walked around the truck to get in. He climbed inside and gave me a crooked grin as he reached over to take a box out of the glove compartment. His arm brushed my leg, and I held my breath, afraid I would make some embarrassing noise.
“This is for you,” he said, placing the box in my lap.
I looked down at it. An iPhone. The newest one, and it was purple.
I lifted my eyes to meet his. “You got me a phone?” I asked.
He nodded. “You need one. I want you to be able to get in touch with me whenever you want. Leaving you at work and not being able to check in on you also drives me crazy. I need the reassurance that you’re safe.”
Oh. My heart did a funny flutter in my chest. He wanted me to be safe. I swallowed through the emotion clogging my throat.
“Thank you,” I said, dropping my gaze back to the phone. “It’s pretty. I’ve never had a phone this nice.”
“You do now,” he replied. “It’s set up and ready to go. Everyone’s numbers are programmed in it already.”
“Everyone?” I asked, not sure who everyone might be. I had very few people whose numbers I needed.
“Aspen, Gypsi, Maddy, Trinity, and Shiloh. Trev’s is in there, too, if for some reason you can’t get me. The office at the stables. The yoga studio. Jamaica’s. Silver’s.”
My head snapped up. “Jamaica’s? Silver’s?”
My sisters didn’t have a phone unless my mom had gotten them one. I could see her maybe giving Jamaica my old one, but Silver?
He nodded.
“How did you know they had phones?” I asked, wanting to hear their voices so bad that it hurt.
“Because I took them each one.”
I stared at him, my mouth slightly open. I was in shock. Had I just heard him right?
“You gave them phones?” I asked.
He nodded.
“Why? Why would you do that? I mean, they can’t afford the monthly plans, and you don’t know them. Why would you—”
“I will pay for their service, just like I will pay for yours. And I got them phones so you could talk to your siblings when you wanted to. Your mom shouldn’t have taken that from you.”
Thank you was not adequate enough. I also didn’t think he wanted me wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him all over his face. But that was what I wanted to do. That and call my sisters. Check in on everyone. I was going to cry. I fought it.
“Haisley,” Saxon said, and I stared at him. “Open the box. Get the phone out. Use it. And if you can keep from doing it, don’t cry. I don’t like making you cry.”
I smiled then and sniffled, nodding. “Thank you. I don’t know what to say. I’m not accustomed to this. Someone doing things like this for me. I … just … thank you. SO much. I can pay you for mine though. The monthly usage—”
“No. Don’t. I wanted you to have it. I’ll pay for it.”
I nodded.
When we were finally driving away, I remembered what we were doing, and I managed to find my words again after he blew me away.
“I don’t know what kind of dress to look for or where to look,” I admitted.
He glanced at me. “I do.”
Okay. I tried to relax. I was going to be dressed appropriately. His parents were going to be among friends, so they wouldn’t make me leave. Or would they? Was Declan going to be his date? I wanted to ask all this, but I couldn’t bring myself to. Not after he gave me and my sisters phones. I didn’t want to bother him at all.
He pulled in front of a dress shop that had chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and velvet furniture inside. The price tags on those dresses were going to be insane.