Page 11 of Long Live Cowgirls


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“They what?” I asked, standing up. “How much damn weed do you have in this house, Molly?”

“Well, it was THC to be exact. Clara gave it to me to try, but the bottle specifically said not to drink it willy-nilly, so I decided to bake it into something. I thought I was just gonna hand you the normal pan myself when you came by before guys’ night, and that would be the end of that, but that’s not what happened, and now I accidentally got you high, since it looks like you’ve already eaten half the pan,” she said, rambling on.

“I genuinely don’t think I’ve ever had one normal experience being around you.” I laughed as I sat back on the couch. I could be mad, sure, but what’s done was done.

Molly McKinley got me high using her delicious lemon bars. What could possibly go wrong?

Chapter 5 – Liam

“I’ve gotta be honest, this movie sucks,” Molly said, grabbing the remote and turning down the volume.

“We haven’t gotten to the good parts yet,” I said, trying to bargain with her.

“I’ve seen enough.”

“Come on, Molls. I promise it gets better.”

“First of all, no one ever calls me that anymore. Second of all, I’m about to pass out from boredom.”

“Isn’t that what everyone used to call you?”

“Yeah, when I was like ten.” She laughed.

“Well, I like it. It suits you.”

After eating pizza, Molly and I had decided to sit and watch a movie. I’d somehow convinced her the vampire movie that had recently come out was our best option. We were only ten minutes in, and she was already sick of it.

“I don’t know why you’re even still here. I’m fine, I promise,” she said.

“You don’t want me here? Wow. No, I can take a hint,” I teased.

“I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just… you know, I’m sure you have better things to do than spend your evening babysitting your best friend’s little sister.”

“You know spending time with you never bothered me, right? I always liked hanging out with you when we were kids. It was Jace who didn’t want you sticking around.”

“Really?”

“You remember that time Sabrina Collins started putting sticky notes with the wordbitchin your locker?”

“Ugh, yes, I remember. She was relentless.”

“One day, Jace and I were sitting at the lunch table with a few of our friends. Sabrina had recently started sitting with us. I found out later it was because she was trying to get my attention. Before I realized what she was up to, I asked Jace if I could invite you to a party we were going to that weekend. I thought you’d have fun.”

I shook my head, smiling as I thought back to that day. “Jace lost his shit. Got pissed. Told me to never talk about you again. Not to even think about you in that way. I think he could tell I was into you, and he made it very clear you were off-limits.”

“Wait,” she said slowly. “You like…likedme?”

I laughed. Molly was oblivious. “Yes, Molls. I like,likedyou.”

“You’re lying,” she said, eyeing me closely.

“Let’s put it this way, when you first opened Molly’s, I used to think, how is Molly going to make my wedding cake if she’s the bride too?” I admitted.

Holy shit,she mouthed.

“Do you still like me?” she asked, shrinking back like a turtle retreating into its shell.

I turned my head so I was looking her directly in the eyes.