“You
get all pretty for me kid?”
“Mathew
you are always trying to flatter yourself.
I got pretty for me,” I said pushing his shoulder.
“Never gave me a thought, did you?”
“Nope,” I answered, with us both
knowing I was lying.
The sand was warm under
our feet. I felt giddy being with himLisa Loomis--(Boy in a Band--a novel/Amazon.com--Kindle .99)







