Rider cocked his head to the side, grinning at her. “I’m Rider.”
“I know,” she said. “You are definitely Rider.”
I narrowed my eyes at her.
She ignored me. “I’m so glad to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”
“Really?” He lifted his brows, glancing over at me. “What have you been telling her, Mouse?”
I opened my mouth, but there were no words. The right side of his lips kicked up. The dimple came out. Oh, Lord.
“Mallory has said you’re an amazing guy,” she said, and I wasn’t quite sure I’d ever said that in those words. “And you two grew up together. Best friends?”
“Yeah,” he murmured, still looking at me with that...that damn grin. “We were best friends.” Pausing, he finally looked over at Ainsley. “But I think I’ve been replaced.”
“You have,” she quipped. “It’s a good thing I like to share.”
He chuckled. “I guess so.”
My heart pounded fast and I knew I needed to say something. Anything. “Have...you eaten here before?”
That kind of sounded lame.
Rider shook his head, unfazed by my lameness. “No.” He glanced down at the menu. “But the burgers look good.”
Suddenly, I thought about the Firehouse. The small-time diner was more his style, laid back and well-worn. This place, with all the glass and shiny white tabletops... It was the kind of place Ainsley and I ate at all the time now, but I would’ve never set foot in before Carl and Rosa.
Did Rider feel out of place? Did he even care? Or was I just being stupid?
Probably stupid.
“Their hamburgers are awesome,” Ainsley advised. “So is their hummus.”
“Hummus?” Rider tipped his head back and laughed. “Not my style. Give me meat.”
“Have you tried hummus?” she asked. “On meat?”
My nose wrinkled.
“No.” He laughed again. “I’ve never tried that.”
“You should,” she replied.
“You shouldn’t,” I said.
When the waitress arrived, Rider ordered a hamburger without hummus. I got the same and added a Coke. Ainsley went for the hummus appetizer that she would consume all by herself.
Rider and Ainsley fell into an easy conversation. She asked him about school. He asked her about homeschooling, and by the time we’d finished our lunch, they were chatting like they’d known each other for years. I chimed in, but stayed quiet, which wasn’t a surprise. I relaxed, but was hyperaware of every movement Rider made and every time he looked in my direction.
“Are you guys doing something after lunch?” he asked, dropping his arm along the back of my seat. “Movies or something?”
“Actually, I can’t go to the movies. I have to... My parents have something for me to do this evening, so Mallory is completely free,” Ainsley said in a rush.
I stilled. What? She never mentioned having to change the plans.
Rider’s gaze flicked between us. “But I thought you two were hanging out all day?”
“Nope,” Ainsley replied quickly. “Just for a few hours. She’s all yours for the rest of the day, and word has it, her curfew is, like, eleven p.m.”
My eyes widened. Oh my God. What was happening? I looked at her and she smiled innocently at me. A heads-up would’ve been nice.
One side of his lips kicked up as he picked up his drink. “Sounds good to me.” He tapped his fingers off the back of my shoulder. “You want to head to the garage?”
The low rumble of his voice sent my heart racing into overdrive. Ainsley was staring at her empty plate. Before I could formulate a response, a cell phone rang at our table.
Rider shifted, pulling his phone out of his pocket. He glanced down at it and stood. “Be right back.”
The moment Rider was out of earshot, Ainsley turned to me. “Mal, he is hot.”
I flushed as I picked up my drink. Rider was hot with two extra Ts. There was no questioning that, but it went beyond the physical hotness. Underneath all of that good stuff was a really...really good guy. A shiny heart.
“You were not kidding when you described him.” Ainsley grinned as she sat back in the chair. “Are you going to go with him? I mean, you kind of have to because I totally just threw you out there—but I threw you because you want to be thrown. You need to be thrown.”
Blinking, I nearly dropped my glass as I looked at her. “But I’m...hanging out with you all day.”
“We had our hang. Even if I couldn’t convince you to try hummus. Now’s your chance to hang with someone else. A very hot someone else.”
My stomach twisted, the feeling not unpleasant and all too familiar. “But—”
“Rosa and Carl think you’re with me. So as long as you get home by whenever, they’ll never know. It’s not like they’re going to talk to my parents.” Her grin was sly. “Especially considering they’re doing their own thing tonight. Date night or something.” Her nose wrinkled. “So, it’s no problem.”
I glanced up to where Rider stood and the twisting motion increased. My mind wheeled. I couldn’t believe I was actually considering this. Yes, I’d left school without Rosa and Carl knowing and Rider had been over to the house without them knowing, but this...this would be different. It was like some kind of invisible line that I was stepping over. The Rivases thought I was with Ainsley, but I wouldn’t be.
I would be with Rider.