Gracie’s gaze strayed to Eric again, but he had his hand on Kirsten Winter’s bare back, guiding her towards the door.
Her stomach roiled, knowing exactly where they were going. Kirsten was nice enough, but she liked men and sex. She didn’t apologize for it, which Gracie could respect.
Except the thought of her having sex with Eric sent Gracie into a tailspin.
Damn it, I like Eric.
During their moment earlier, she’d felt it. Everything coming together and for the first time, they weren’t fighting. There had been no misunderstandings. No hurt feelings.
Until Darrin had shown up.
God, she was stupid. If she could just stand to be alone for five seconds, she might have been the one walking out the door with Eric.
Instead she was here with Darrin, and he was everything she’d been looking for. Well, for the most part.
So why was she so jealous of Kirsten?
“I am having a really good time,” Darrin said, spinning her out and back in.
A nasty voice in her head went off on her. Will you snap out of it? If you’d really wanted Eric, you could have had him, but you told him you just wanted to try being friends. Suck it up, buttercup. You chose to stay with Darrin instead of asking Eric what he was going to say. There had to be a reason for that, right.
With a deep breath, Gracie pasted a smile on her lips she hoped reached her eyes. “Me too.”
Acknowledgements
To NYLA agency, especially my agent, Sarah, Natanya, who go this book online for me, and Cindy for copy editing this for me. This book is a thank you to my readers, who continued to send me emails and messages, asking when the next Rock Canyon was coming. Thank you for loving this town and these characters as much as I do.
Sneak Peek of Good Girls Don’t Kiss and Tell
© 2017 Codi Gary
Chapter One
“I’m sorry, but am I the only one who thinks co-ed anything is stupid? Ladies, why would we want to ruin things like Bachelorette parties and baby showers by including men? My advice…keep it separate and enjoy the male strippers.”- Miss Know It All’s Gossip Column.
Gracie McAllister put the last little frosting owl on the cake and leaned back to examine her work. This was the second cake she’d made for her best friend, Gemma Bower’s baby shower because the first one had turned out funky.
This one was pure perfection, though. She just had to make sure it stayed that way.
Carefully, she slid the cake lid over it, and snapped it into place. Now she had to carry it out to her car, drive it out to Gemma and Travis’s place, and pray that nothing befell her on the way.
She’d just set the cake into the back of her Honda CRV when her cell blasted She Got It From Her Mama. Just the sound of her mother’s ringtone caused a cold sweat to break out on her forehead despite the chill in the November air.
She’d just talked to her mother yesterday. Most weeks they spoke three times at most, and they’d reached that quota. Ever since her parents had retired to Florida, her mother had three reasons to call. To ask why Gracie hadn’t called her, to ask her how to do something that involved an electronic device, or the worst phone call of all…was she seeing anyone?
Luckily, Gracie had been seeing Darrin Quinn for a little over two weeks. He was handsome, settled, and nice. A lawyer who worked for the DA’s office. Her mother would be thrilled.
Which was why Gracie hadn’t told her a thing. She didn’t want to jinx it.
Of course, the fact that he’d bailed on her an hour ago for the baby shower wasn’t awesome, but she could understand. It was a little early in their relationship for a co-ed baby shower.
She slid her thumb over the screen and answered cheerfully. “Mom. How are you?”
“Gracie? Why do you sound like that?”
“Like what?”
“All high pitched and out of breath.”