Forever Mine (The Moreno Brothers)

Forever Mine - Chapter 3 (Part 2)

Minutes passed while Sarah sat in the passenger seat, heart pounding, waiting for Valerie to answer her phone."Hello?"

"Valerie?"

"Sarah, I've been so worried. Where are you?"

"I'm with Angel. We're dropping off his friend. Are you on your way home?"

"Home? It's still early. There's another party we're going to. Do you need me to come get you?" 

"No, I think I'm good for now."

"Oh, my God, are you and Angel gonna hang out?" Valerie gushed.

The thought of what Valerie meant by hang out made Sarah's heart beat even harder. She bit her lip. "I'm not sure," she said. "I'll call you and let you know where to meet me."

"Is he right there next to you?" Valerie whispered as if he might hear her.

Sarah giggled. "No, he's outside with his friend. I'm in the car."

"You have to make out with him, Sarah, so you can tell me all about it."

Sarah laughed nervously, her face suddenly warm. "Valerie!" she gasped, "I hardly know him."

"He's totally hot. What more do you need to know?"

Sarah's body heat went up. Valerie wasn't helping her already strained nerves. "I gotta go. He's on his way back," she lied.

"Okay, okay, bye."

Her cousin was so different from Sarah when it came to guys. Valerie was commitment phobic. She'd had one serious relationship, and she said it nearly suffocated her. She could easily just make out with someone without giving it a second thought.

Sarah didn't think any less of Valerie for enjoying her freedom. She just couldn't understand how Valerie could turn off the emotions just like that. To Sarah, even holding hands inevitably meant feelings were involved. It wasn't something she could do and not feel anything. Just the thought that Angel might kiss her tonight had her in knots.

She studied the guys standing outside, face-to-face. Eric stood a few inches shorter than Angel. His hair was a lot lighter and curlier too. He didn't have Angel's pretty boy good looks, but still had rugged good looks of his own, and he was so nice it made him attractive.

She'd watched them as they carefully helped Romero from the car, genuinely concerned that he got home safe. Albeit they did it with a lot of laughing and repartee, it was obvious they were very good friends.

Angel walked back toward the car. That smile—it was unreal. She shifted in her seat, trying not to look like a goofball, but her own smile was so big and hard to hold back. She'd been talking to him most of the night and had been doing pretty well. Except for spitting up her wine and her miserable attempt to be deep about loving the beach, she'd managed to keep the blundering to a minimum. Why was she having such a hard time breathing now?

She took a long deep breath as he opened the door and climbed in the car. His eyes were immediately on her, making her insides into mush.

"Are you hungry?"

She let out her breath and nodded.

"Good, 'cause I'm starving." 

They picked up some food at a drive-thru and headed to the beach, eating along the way. After driving up a winding road to the top of a cliff, he turned into a dead end and parked. The moon was bright, and the ocean went on as far as she could see. They were high above the ocean, and the view was breathtaking.