“Uhm…” She trailed off as my hand landed on her arm. Yeah, I was laying it on thick but I didn’t want to leave any doubt of what I wanted. “We could always go back to my house? I uhm, I don’t think my mom will be home for a while.”

            “That’s perfect,” I purred, making her blush but smile happily as I led the way towards my truck. She followed behind me, obviously staring at my ass so I added a bit of swing to it to make it worth her while. “So Des, where do you live?” I asked, turning around and grinning when I saw her eyes shoot up.

            “Ash!” My head turned to see Spencer waving me down from in front of the store which was across the street from where I was standing with Des.  

            “You’re friends with Spencer Carlin?” Des asked, looking incredulous as I shrugged and led the way over to where Spencer was standing by her Jeep.

            “Hi Destiny,” Spencer said politely, making Des’s cheeks grow hot. “Something is wrong with my Jeep,” She said to me, sounding desperate. “It won’t start,”

            “I don’t know about cars,” I said, suddenly wishing that I knew anything about them, just so I wouldn’t disappoint her. “I can take you back to the farm and get my grandpa to look at it.” I suggested, trying to get some points back. Spencer bit her lip, and cast one more look at her Jeep before nodding.

            “Okay.”

            “Great. Another time Des?” I asked, giving her my best disappointed look. She seemed to buy it and she nodded with a small smile. I didn’t know what was wrong with me! Here I was with a sure thing wanting me and yet I was giving it up so that I could help Spencer who could care less and certainly didn’t like me that way.

            “Sure, do you want my number?”

            “That would be perfect,” I said, making her smile grow as I handed her my phone to enter her number in.

            “Great, I’ll call you.” I said as Spencer looked on with a deep frown. Des looked unsure as she stepped closer, as if she didn’t know whether to hug me or not. I gave her a small half wave before leading Spencer to the large truck. Something about hugging the girl in front of Spencer seemed wrong; even if I didn’t have a chance with the blonde I didn’t feel right being with other girls in front of her.