Free Falling for Bentley (Part One) by Shawnte Borris Page B

not understanding, “What was what?”
    “The whole grabbing my hand and telling Cole were going for lunch.”
    “You’re not hungry?” I asked testing the water.
    “Hales.”
    “Fine, he gave me a creepy feeling. I’m sorry I used you.”
    Bentley stood taller and smirked. “Bentley, knock it off.” I slapped his chest.
    He walked around me to open my door again, “You can use me any time you want, Hales,” and he winked at me. “Want to go to Maggie’s or somewhere else?”
    “Maggie’s please, she makes the best milkshakes.”
    Driving over to Maggie’s, I thought about how easy going my day has been so far with Bentley. Sure there were intense moments, but all in all, it’s easy to hang out with him. And I liked the fact he tried to claim ownership of me with Cole; that guy is just creepy, and he needs to brush his teeth a little more than once a week. I shivered with the thought of his hand touching mine. I must remember to wash my hand as soon as we get to Maggie’s.
    “Are you cold? I can turn on the heat,” Bentley asked concerned.
    I rubbed my arms and shook the thought of Cole being interested from my head, “No, I’m good.”
    “Okay.” But out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bentley turn the heat up a little which made me grin inside.
    Walking into the diner, I turned towards the bathroom, “I’m just going to wash the Cole germs off my hands, why don’t you grab a booth and I’ll meet you there.”
    “It’s okay, I’ll wait here for you.” I quickly walked to the bathroom, wondering if Bentley saw this as a date?
    “Do you care where we sit?” Bentley asked me as I returned from the bathroom.
    “Maybe a window, the sun is starting to come out,” I replied, eyeing a booth in the middle of the diner.
    “Sounds good to me.” Bentley looked at the waitress and waved.
    “Hey, Bentley, just help yourselves to a seat, I’ll be right with you,” said the waitress. She was beautiful, my height, brown hair with the prettiest green eyes I’ve ever seen, but definitely younger than me.
    “Thanks, Whitney.”
    I slid into the booth facing the back of the diner while Bentley slid in across from me. “Still want that strawberry milkshake?” Bentley asked.
    “Yes, please,” I answered and grabbed a menu.
    “Sorry about that.” I looked up and saw the waitress smiling at Bentley. I don’t know why but I kind of wanted to claw her eyes out. I let out a little laugh at the thought.
    “Whitney, have you met Haley Wells yet? Her grandfather owns the ranch Travis and the football team are working at.”
    “No, I don’t think I have.” Whitney bounced on her heels facing me and stuck out her hand. “Hi I’m Whitney, Travis’s girlfriend.”
    Just like that, I had a smile on my face as I shook her hand, “It’s nice to meet you. I’ve heard wonderful things about you. Travis really cares for you.”
    “Well he better, because I love him to death. Now what can I get you two to drink?”
    “Two strawberry milkshakes please,” Bentley ordered.
    “Coming up.”
    “Is Maggie in?” I asked looking towards the kitchen.
    “I’m sorry she’s not in ‘til four.”
    “I just wanted to say hi.”
    “I can tell her for you, if you’d like,” Whitney offered.
    “It’s okay, maybe I’ll stop in later,” I smiled.
    “I’ll be right back with your milkshakes.”
    “So tell me, how do you know Maggie?” Bentley asked while stretching out his body and getting more comfortable in the booth.
    “Well, she and my dad dated in high school and then my dad decided to go to college somewhere else, and Maggie wanted to stay here. When I moved in with my grandparents, Maggie became like a second mom.”
    “Does your dad come here often; I don’t recall ever meeting him?”
    “He comes once, maybe twice a year, his job keeps him pretty busy on the road.”
    “What does he do?”
    “He helps design machines for big rig companies, kind of like an engineer.”
    “Are you two