Page 4 of My Anchor (Trio Series 1)
“You look good,” Lee says kissing my cheek then opening the door to his Jeep helping me inside. How chivalrous.
“So where are you taking me?” I ask when he gets in.
“You'll see.” He says with a wink. We take off out of town and hit I90 for a few miles the turn off onto another highway. I haven't been out of town this way before.
“So tell me about yourself.” Tell him about myself. What the hell could I tell this man that wouldn't have him running for the hills? I'm not much of a dater, my longest relationship was a month. Not that it would qualify as ‘dating’ Dylan and I hooked up on and off for that month. I was 19 and he was 21. Everything was going great until feelings started to get involved. That was my cue to leave. I don't do feeling and I don't do back story. His or mine. But Lee? He makes me feel different like maybe things could be… never mind let's just keep it short and sweet no one will get hurt. We can have a little fun then go our separate ways. That’s all men really want isn't it? The short version of the life of Linn he gets.
“Well, I grew up in a small town with the two best friends anyone could ask for. Shane and Cris, they are both older than me by a year. We’ve been friends since forever it seems.”
“And how old are you?” Lee asks looking at me with a raised brow. Why do people have to do that?
“I'm 20. You?” He clears his throat, seeming uncomfortable. “You look a little older than 20. Thought you were maybe 22.” This makes me laugh I am probably the most immature person my age. You know that saying girls mature faster than boys? Yeah doesn't apply to me.
“Do I seem 22? Wait how old are you?” I barely hear him answer under his breath. “29? Seriously? Dang, I snagged myself an old man.” I'm rolling with laughter now.
“What the hell is so funny? And I'm not an old man.”
“Sorry. You are just making it sound like this is some sort of scandal. I’ve been with older men, believe me, all of you are the same regardless of your age.” Maybe a little too much info.
“Ouch. How old?” Shit.
“Okay share time is over,” I say trying to get out of this conversation. This is why I try to stay away from the conversations, I tend to over share. No filter.
“Fine, I’ll let it go.” He concedes. Then gives me a sideways glance. “For now.” For now… how about forever?
“What is it that you do?” I ask him if he is going to pry so will I.
“Well, I am currently working at a small claims firm downtown. Nothing too big, a guy I went to college with had a spot open at just the right time.” Lawyer aw crap, a guy Rita would approve of. Maybe I should give him to Shana. The thought instantly bothers me, okay keeping him to myself.
“Cool.” I hear a song on the radio I like and reach over to turn it up real loud. I do believe I just put an end to all conversation.
After what seems like hours we finally end up at Flathead lake. I can never get over how beautiful it is here. I mean Montana is gorgeous but when you get to the mountains it just puts a whole new meaning to the word. I grew up on the flatter side of the state so seeing this part always takes my breath away.
“You ever been on a sailboat?” He asks grabbing a small cooler from the back of the jeep. Shit we are going out on a boat? Maybe I should have lead with ‘I really am not a fan of the water’ before agreeing to go on this… whatever it is.
“Nope. Never.” I smile trying to hide my hesitation.
“Good. I like knowing I'm the first… to take you out on a boat.” He smiles. Shaking my head I follow him down the dock and onto a small sailboat named Casanova. Go figure.
After giving me a quick rundown on how not to get myself killed on the boat and out on the lake we take off. The boat is small enough that I really don't need to help. I just get to sit back and enjoy the view. And it is one hell of a view. His white tee shirt is stretched across his damn photoshopped body and his swim trunks are loose on his hips but you can still see his perfect shaped ass. I'm an ass kinda gal what can I say? Me, on the other hand, I'm strapped in a bright orange life jacket, clutching it for good measure. I look ridiculous I'm sure.
When we get out to a clear spot drops the anchor and we drift.
“Hope you are hungry I have PP&J.” Seriously? He opens the cooler and sure enough, there are a bunch of those uncrustables along with juice boxes. This causes me to laugh and by laugh I mean, laugh so hard I snort. Now that doesn't happen unless I'm with the girls. No one but them has heard the dreaded Linn snort. Now I guess I can add Lee to the list. My face heats up and I cover it with my hands.
“Hey don't cover your face. That was probably hands down the cutest noise I have ever heard.” I'm sure. Jerk.
“Don't be an ass.” Taking my hands down I roll my eyes at him.
“And that right there is cute as hell too.” He winks. “Don't get embarrassed around me. Eat.” He hands me an uncrustable, one with strawberry jam.
“How did you know I liked these?” I ask him popping the wrapper then tearing it off.
“Didn't. I just always have these in my freezer, figured I should bring something to eat.”
“The juice boxes?” I question and nod toward the cooler. He grabs one and pops the straw in then hands it to me. Fruit punch. Yum.
“Thought it would be funny. Turns out I was right.” I feel my face heat up again reminding me of the damn snort.
