A Beautiful Struggle (Beautiful, #4)

Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she said, “Yeah, I’ll see you later, Jason.”


It seemed Jason held on for just a little too long but I don’t think Ash seemed to mind in the slightest. I was definitely going to have to ask her about this at lunch, or dinner if they didn’t stop staring at each other like next year’s Versace.

I mean, a guy has to eat when a guy has to eat!

Letting go of one another, it seemed they both did it reluctantly. With my stomach growling, I wrapped an arm around Ash’s shoulder and started to walk towards my car. I wanted to put my theory to the test and all be damned, it was proven correctly! Jason has a huge crush on my girl, Ash!

Looking over my shoulder, I noticed that Jason hadn’t moved from where he was standing and he was giving me a huge death glare. He must have thought that Ash and I were a thing or something. Humph, this could work out to my advantage.

***

“All right, Ash, spill right now! What’s going on with you and that jealous little hottie?”

Ash must have swallowed wrong because she started choking and coughing into her hand. Getting up from my seat, I patted her back and said, “Deep breaths, Ash. In through your nose and out through your mouth.”

When she started to calm down, I sat back down in my seat.

Ash took another sip of her drink and this time I waited for her to swallow before I tilted my head and smirked my lips in question.

Setting her glass of iced tea down on the table, she whispered, “What do you mean?”

“Well, it’s obvious to anyone that you two like each other. So what’s going on?”

Shaking her head back and forth, Ash said, “No, Jason doesn’t like me. He kind of looks at me like another sister…”

“What about you?”

She sucked in a breath. “But I’ve had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. Ever since freshman year of college when I first saw him, I knew he was—” she waved her hand back and forth “—is it for me.” Letting her head fall forward in defeat, I heard Ash let out a breath.

Her hands were fisted on the table. I placed my hand over both of her tiny ones. “Ash, that boy really likes you, I can tell.” Ash looked up into my eyes. As soon as the words left my mouth I thought back to when I thought Jason might have thought Ash and I were a couple.

With my eyes getting big, I yelled, “HOLY CRAP! I’M A GENIUS!” and jumped up from my seat, my arms flailing around in the air.

Giggling, Ash said, “All right, genius! Sit down before we’re kicked out of the restaurant. You’re still hungry, aren’t you?”

Oh my god, I’m starving!

I sat back down in my seat, feeling the glare of the other patrons. Looking around the restaurant, I said, “Sorry everybody, but I’m a genius.” I turned my attention back to Ash. “I seriously am, though!”

Rolling her eyes, she said, “All right, genius, what now?”

Smiling at her, I said, “How about we date?” I watched as her mouth fell open and her eyes got big. I waved my hand in the air. “Fake date.” I could tell she still wasn’t getting it, so I elaborated. “Look, I get enough shit from the guys on the team for why I’m not getting any *. You and Jason really like each other, but neither of you hotties will do a thing about it.”

Opening her mouth to speak, I placed a finger to her lips and continued. “Look, you might not think that hotass likes you, but Ash, he was glaring at me and probably thinking of a million ways to kill me and get away with it in that beautiful little head of his.” I tilted my head to the side. “I wonder about how big his other head is?”

I hadn’t meant to say it out loud, because the next thing I knew Ash was slapping me on the arm, shrieking, “Oh my god, Derrick!”

“What? Oh come on, Ash, you’re totally thinking about it now!” I watched as a bright red blush appeared on her face and I started to laugh.

She slapped me again. “All right!” Then in a smaller voice she asked, “You really think he likes me?”

I nodded. “Ash, that boy really likes you.”

Biting her bottom lip, she closed her eyes and nodded her head. Opening her eyes, she whispered, “Okay, I’ll do it.”

I was amazed that she agreed. “Really?”

Looking straight into my eyes, Ash nodded her head. “Yeah, let’s do it.”

I winked at her. “See, you’re already the best girlfriend ever!”





Chapter 2




Patrick



“Hold the mother-effing phone. Are you serious, Britt?”

Blonde hair with bright pink highlights was jumping up down in the middle of our living room screaming for joy. I joined in on the excitement and anticipation of the journey ahead for her. I grabbed ahold of her hands and her bright blue eyes looked up into my chocolate brown ones and I saw a twinkle. A bright, big twinkle.

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