My Sister's Best Friend (Best Friends 3) Read Online Free
Author: G.L. Snodgrass
least another year before I got out.
Taking a deep breath I pulled the door open and stepped inside. The smell of French fries and coconut cream pie, and a faint hint of floor wax engulfed me.
Scouting out the joint I immediately saw Ashley at the far end, wiping down a table and pocketing her tip money. My stomach felt like it'd been punched as the air rushed out of me. She was cuter than a brand new kitten. No she wasn't just cute, she was beautiful. Heart stopping, knees weakening, mind blowing beautiful.
Her hair was up in a ponytail shaking back and forth as she moved the wet towel over the table. She wore a dark green waitress uniform. The same one the waitresses had been wearing here for years. But none of them had ever looked that good in one. Her long tan legs ended in pure white sneakers with ankle socks.
The picture hadn't been a lie. She was a full grown woman. Never again would I think of her as the snot nose punk trying to sneak into my tree house. This was a woman who put a much different thought into a guy's head.
Man oh man, I was in trouble. Somebody that good looking had to have a dozen guys chasing her. She hadn't mentioned anything about a boyfriend, but our letters had never crossed into that territory.
I stood there for a moment and watched her. Enjoying the view.
The restaurant wasn’t very busy. Two older men sat at the counter and a couple were in a booth in the far corner. An older guy, not Sam, there hadn't been a Sam for ten years, was manning the grill in the back. He was slightly bent over working on something. No one had seen me come in.
My eyes were drawn back to Ashley. She finished rearranging the salt and pepper shakers and setting out the silverware then turned and saw me. Her eyes narrowed in confusion for a moment before springing open in surprise.
"Nathan?" she asked quietly. "Nathan!" she yelled then ran across the diner and into my arms.
There are something's even better than home I realized as I held onto her. The sweet scent of Lilacs and Roses filling me with a comfortable peace.
Chapter Four
Ashley
It was him, really him. My mind couldn't get around it. He was here, safe, and so solid. Nathan Johnson was home. Without thinking, without a thought to where we were or who this was, I flew across the diner.
"Umff," he said as I threw myself at him.
My heart beat so hard that I knew he could feel it.
"Your home," I said into his chest, I pulled back for a second to confirm it was him. Afraid he might disappear, worried that my imagination had taken over. So many times I had thought of what it would be like to see him again. To hold him like this.
His big strong arms wrapped around my back pulling me into a heart stopping hug that made me feel as if I was safe, the one true place I belonged.
We stood there like that for several moments, just holding each other. Slowly I began to remember who this was. An awkward feeling started to build in the depths of my insides. It burbled up and I knew I was blushing. What must he think? Nathan had never liked being the center of attention. And here his little sister's friend was making a scene.
Stepping back I said. "Chrissy said you wouldn't be home for a couple of days."
"Yeah, well my plans fell through and I drove straight home. I was out walking and remembered you mentioning working here, I thought I'd stop in and say hi."
Before I could stop it, my hand reached out and touched his arm. I had to make sure he was really here. Smiling I said, "Come on, I'll buy you a cup of coffee."
He sat at the corner of the counter while I filled a mug for him. Both Joseph and Mr. Casper glanced at him then back at me. I could tell they were curious but they could keep their noses out of my business.
"Thanks," Nathan said as he took a sip. He drinks it black I thought. Something I didn't know about him. I thought I knew everything about him.
Realizing I was standing there gawking like a school girl. Holding a pot of coffee, unable to
Taking a deep breath I pulled the door open and stepped inside. The smell of French fries and coconut cream pie, and a faint hint of floor wax engulfed me.
Scouting out the joint I immediately saw Ashley at the far end, wiping down a table and pocketing her tip money. My stomach felt like it'd been punched as the air rushed out of me. She was cuter than a brand new kitten. No she wasn't just cute, she was beautiful. Heart stopping, knees weakening, mind blowing beautiful.
Her hair was up in a ponytail shaking back and forth as she moved the wet towel over the table. She wore a dark green waitress uniform. The same one the waitresses had been wearing here for years. But none of them had ever looked that good in one. Her long tan legs ended in pure white sneakers with ankle socks.
The picture hadn't been a lie. She was a full grown woman. Never again would I think of her as the snot nose punk trying to sneak into my tree house. This was a woman who put a much different thought into a guy's head.
Man oh man, I was in trouble. Somebody that good looking had to have a dozen guys chasing her. She hadn't mentioned anything about a boyfriend, but our letters had never crossed into that territory.
I stood there for a moment and watched her. Enjoying the view.
The restaurant wasn’t very busy. Two older men sat at the counter and a couple were in a booth in the far corner. An older guy, not Sam, there hadn't been a Sam for ten years, was manning the grill in the back. He was slightly bent over working on something. No one had seen me come in.
My eyes were drawn back to Ashley. She finished rearranging the salt and pepper shakers and setting out the silverware then turned and saw me. Her eyes narrowed in confusion for a moment before springing open in surprise.
"Nathan?" she asked quietly. "Nathan!" she yelled then ran across the diner and into my arms.
There are something's even better than home I realized as I held onto her. The sweet scent of Lilacs and Roses filling me with a comfortable peace.
Chapter Four
Ashley
It was him, really him. My mind couldn't get around it. He was here, safe, and so solid. Nathan Johnson was home. Without thinking, without a thought to where we were or who this was, I flew across the diner.
"Umff," he said as I threw myself at him.
My heart beat so hard that I knew he could feel it.
"Your home," I said into his chest, I pulled back for a second to confirm it was him. Afraid he might disappear, worried that my imagination had taken over. So many times I had thought of what it would be like to see him again. To hold him like this.
His big strong arms wrapped around my back pulling me into a heart stopping hug that made me feel as if I was safe, the one true place I belonged.
We stood there like that for several moments, just holding each other. Slowly I began to remember who this was. An awkward feeling started to build in the depths of my insides. It burbled up and I knew I was blushing. What must he think? Nathan had never liked being the center of attention. And here his little sister's friend was making a scene.
Stepping back I said. "Chrissy said you wouldn't be home for a couple of days."
"Yeah, well my plans fell through and I drove straight home. I was out walking and remembered you mentioning working here, I thought I'd stop in and say hi."
Before I could stop it, my hand reached out and touched his arm. I had to make sure he was really here. Smiling I said, "Come on, I'll buy you a cup of coffee."
He sat at the corner of the counter while I filled a mug for him. Both Joseph and Mr. Casper glanced at him then back at me. I could tell they were curious but they could keep their noses out of my business.
"Thanks," Nathan said as he took a sip. He drinks it black I thought. Something I didn't know about him. I thought I knew everything about him.
Realizing I was standing there gawking like a school girl. Holding a pot of coffee, unable to
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