My stomach flipped at the mention of sex.
Focus, Gray.
Focus.
“Fun hanging out. Don’t get me wrong, sex with you is fucking amazing, but since we’re now in the friends zone, yeah . . . you’re my best friend.”
I stopped at a red light and looked her way. Meagan was staring at me while chewing on the corner of her lip. With the cutest damn smile I’d ever seen, she scrunched up her nose and said, “You’re my best friend too. Well I mean, after Grace, and Taylor. Oh and Alex and Libby.”
My smile dropped. “I’m at the fucking bottom of the best friend list.”
“Not really. You’re my first guy best friend. Well . . . there’s Luke, Colt, and Will.”
“Stop.” I rolled my eyes and hit the gas when the light turned green. “You’re making it worse.”
Meagan let out a chuckle as she squeezed my hand. I wasn’t about to let go if she wasn’t. We drove in silence as I made my way to the outdoor skating rink. I was glad she still had my sweatshirt on, but I knew she would still be cold.
I parked my truck and quickly reached into the backseat and grabbed the bag from yesterday’s little shopping trip.
I set the bag in Meagan’s lap as I reached back for my jacket.
“What’s this?” Meagan asked.
With a quick wink, I motioned for her to look. Meagan pulled out a pair of gloves and matching hat. She smiled and glanced back over to me. “So are you buying yourself girl stuff now?”
I laughed and shook my head. “No, I bought them for you. I saw them yesterday and that’s when I got the idea for today.”
Meagan raised her eyebrow. “What made you think I’d agree to spend the day with you?”
Shrugging, I took the gloves and removed the tags, followed by the hat. “I didn’t, but a guy can hope. You’re not going to be too cold in just my sweatshirt, are you?”
The look in Meagan’s eyes told me she was beyond thrilled I had already been thinking about today. Clearing her throat, Meagan put the hat and gloves on. Damn it . . . she looked adorable. “If I get cold, I’ll find a hot guy to snuggle up with.”
Narrowing my eyes at her, I shook my head and opened my door. “Let’s go get our skating on.”
Thirty minutes later and my ass was killing me. Who thought ice skating would be so damn hard. Meagan glided across the ice like she had been doing this for years.
“Tell me you’ve had lessons!” I called out as she zipped by me and then did a little circle thing.
With a naughty smile, Meagan stopped right in front of me as I grabbed onto her hips for balance. “I may have taken a few lessons.”
“Define few, Meg. You’re fucking spinning around like an ice princess.”
Her smile grew wider across her face as my stomach dropped from her beauty. “Six years of lessons.”
My mouth dropped to the ice as I stared at her with a stunned expression. “Six. Years?”
“Yep. I thought I wanted to be one of the Disney ice-princess girls who go on tour and skate for the Disney shows.”
“Somehow I totally see that.”
With a wiggle of her eyebrows, she took off skating backwards. Before I could say anything, she ran right into another guy.
“Shit!” Meagan said as she landed right on the guy. Trying to make my way over to them, I couldn’t help but notice the asshole holding onto Meagan as she lay across him.
“You okay?” he asked as they both managed to get up as I slowly made my way over to them.
“I’m so sorry about that. I shouldn’t have been skating backwards. That was totally my fault.”