Kill My Time-LH

*Chapter Twelve*

Mark smiled at Marnie noticing how cute she looked with flour in her hair as she tucked it behind her ears. "I was hoping you'd be here Marnie. I hope you don't mind, but Luke told me I could find you here. Do you have a minute?" Rhiannon grabbed her friend by the wrist, pulling her in front of the counter toward Mark. "Actually, she was just about to take a break. She's all yours," Rhiannon smiled and pushed Marnie closer to Mark. Marnie looked back at Rhiannon as he led her out of the coffee shop's doors giving her a death glare. "Good luck," Rhiannon mouthed.

An hour later Marnie came barging back through the doors of Jitters. Her head moved back and forth quickly looking for the red head she called her best friend. "I cannot believe you did that to me," She exclaimed. "I'm pretty sure you enjoyed yourself because you were gone for an hour so don't give me that sass," Rhiannon said lamely. "That's not the point. The point is, you let me leave here with flour all over me to hang out with a cute guy. You don't think you could have warned me first?" Rhiannon shook her head, "Consider this payback for Luke at the bar. It doesn't feel great to be ambushed, does it Marn?" Rhiannon smiled smugly. It was rare that she had something to hold over Marnie's head. She had never seen her interested in someone so quickly.

"Well, tell me what happened! You were gone for an hour so that has to mean something good. Right?" Rhiannon said hopefully. "We had so much fun. He took me for ice cream and we just talked. We're going out again tomorrow night." Marnie was giddy. Mark was handsome with his dark hair and his tanned complexion. He had a lopsided grin that made her want to smile too. She couldn't wait for their date tomorrow night. "That's great! I'll be over to help you pick out an outfit before he shows up," Rhiannon said while glancing at her watch. "Do you have the shop under control from now on? I have to get some uber rides in for rush hour." "You got it boss," Marnie said sarcastically while saluting Rhiannon.

Rhiannon pulled up to a familiar doctor's office. She was scrolling through her phone when she heard a light knock on her window. She jumped at the sudden noise and dropped her phone clumsily into her lap. She glanced to the window out of the corner of her eye hoping it wasn't some creep. There was Luke with his knuckles tapping the glass and his backpack lazily slung over his shoulder. Rhiannon rolled down her window just enough so Luke could hear her. The smell of the autumn leaves filling her car. "I thought you were a murderer! You can't just sneak up on a girl when she's trying to find the perfect song to listen to," Rhiannon sassed. "What did you come up with, hm?" "Well if you must know, I didn't get to pick a song yet. I was rudely interrupted."

Luke chuckled. His dimpled showing on one of his cheeks. "How about this, you let me in the car and I'll pick a song. I promise not to let you down." Rhiannon unlocked the door and Luke climbed into the passenger side, but not in the back this time. He was in the front next to Rhiannon. Her eyes looked widely at Luke not expecting him to be in the front seat with her. "Oh um, is this okay? I assumed it was since we know each other now," Luke said as he fiddled with the zipper of his backpack. "Course it's okay. I just wasn't expecting it."

Rhiannon handed Luke her phone. "I'm trusting you here. You better pick a good song, blondie." "Blondie, huh. I don't think I like that very much," Luke said as he turned on a song. Pretty Boy by The Neighborhood played quietly through the speakers as Rhiannon pulled away from the curb in the direction of Luke's apartment. Luke sang softly to the song, his hand resting on the console, fingers dangerously close to Rhiannon's thigh. Luke looked out the window watching the buildings go by in a blur, his hand creeping over to gently cup Rhiannon's knee. Rhiannon looked out of the corner of her eye at Luke trying to concentrate on driving. He seemed unfazed by his actions.

Rhiannon was having a hard time keeping her eyes on the road. Her eyes glanced to the large hand engulfing her leg. The warmth of his hand seeped through her leggings. She wished she would have worn something a little thicker today because of the cold, but Luke's hand was keeping her plenty warm. "How did you know I liked The Neighborhood?" Luke's attention was now on Rhiannon. His thumb running back and forth on her thigh. "Lucky guess. It's one of my favorite bands," Luke admitted. Luke's hand crept up higher on Rhiannon's thigh and she sucked in a harsh breath. "I was hoping you'd be my driver again. I left so quickly last night that I didn't get your number or get to ask when I'd see you again."

Rhiannon was having a hard time forming a sentence. All she could concentrate on was Luke and his gentle touch. "Um, go ahead and put your number in my phone. I'll be sure to text you," Rhiannon said through a strained voice. "You okay, Wildflower? Is something wrong?" Luke teased. She shook her head, "I'm perfectly fine. Thank you very much."

Luke shook his head, not believing Rhiannon's calm attitude for a second. A grin found its way onto Luke's face. His eyes bright with excitement. "It looks like we're here, Luke," Rhiannon whispered, pulling him from his thoughts. "I guess it does. I can't wait to hear from you," Luke said as he pulled Rhiannon's hand from the steering wheel. He pulled it towards his lips leaving a soft kiss on the back of her hand. A blush shone on her cheeks. "Thanks for the ride, Rhiannon. I'll be seeing you soon." "Bye Blondie. You're not so bad company. You can ride in my car anytime." A look of horror flashed across Rhiannon's face as Luke laughed at her. "I think I'd like you to ride something else instead." And with that Luke was jogging up the steps of his apartment leaving Rhiannon shocked on her car.

As she was pulling away, she spotted Luke's hoodie in the back seat. "That sneaky bastard," She thought, "Now I have to see him again."

*Two days in a row! Who am I?*

*We're finally getting more into the story*

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