“What should I wear?” I ask them.
“Girl, wear whatever you want. I hope you’re single because the boys will come running to the new girl in town.”
I giggle and shake my head. “I definitely am, and I don’t know about that.”
They give each other a look and grab their bouquets, flouncing out the door. “See you at eight!” June yells.
I take a deep breath, smiling. Maybe moving to Paxton won’t be so bad after all. I know I was supposed to be taking a break from going out. But since I’m going to be living here, I’d like to have some friends, and Gracie and June seem like a blast. Not like my friends back in Colorado. These girls seem like the real deal, and maybe a little wild. But maybe a little wild is what I need.
Chapter 6
Cooper
“HeyCoop,howareyou?” a woman says in my ear while I’m leaning against the old, sticky bar. The Wooden Cowboy is not known for its cleanliness, but it’s always a good time.
I glance over my shoulder and find Louise Sinclair smiling at me. She’s all done up in her daisy dukes and crop top.
“Hey Lou, I’m alright. How about you?” I ask her.
I’ve known Louise since we were in high school. I think she had a crush on me back then, and I’ve never had feelings for her, but we’ve always had this flirty thing going on.
“I’m better now that I’m talking to you,” she says.
I chuckle and take a swig of my beer. “Is that right?” I grin. I shouldn’t flirt with her. Truthfully, I’m not interested, but sometimes flirting for the sake of it is fun.
“Yes, but also because Jed over there won’t buzz off,” she mutters behind her smile.
I glance over her shoulder and Jedidiah is staring daggers at me, standing next to the pool table. I slip my hand around Lou’s hips and pull her closer. “I don’t think this is helping. But what did you do this time?” I ask her.
She laughs and throws her head back.
“That wasn’t funny,” I tell her.
She sighs and pats my chest. “I know, but it will at least make him think that you and I have a thing because he doesn’t seem to get the picture that I’m not interested.”
I frown down at her. “Do I need to step in?” I ask her.
She shakes her head, taking my beer from my hand and downs the rest. “Nope, but if dance with me and I’m sure he’ll figure it out.”
“You got it,” I grin and grab her hand, spinning her onto the floor.
It’s couples dancing, and everyone is moving in a larger circle, two-stepping to some 90s country song I remember hearing my parents play.
I spin Lou around again and pull her into me, keeping my hand at her mid-back.
“Are they ever going to play something that isn’t 90s country?” she mumbles as she easily follows my lead.
I chuckle and dip her. “Probably not since old man Sam is controlling the music.”
“How old is he?” she asks.
I keep up with the beat, moving with the crowd. “I thought he was old when we were in high school.”
Lou giggles and looks around. “Is he gone?” she asks.
I glance up to find Jed still standing there with his arms crossed. “Not yet, maybe a couple more songs will do the trick.”
She hums. “At least you’re a good dancer.”
