License to Code by Perry Elisabeth Kirkpatrick

'Last time I’m ever buying this cologne.' 'Old beer? Yeah.' Brent made a nasty face. 'Is that you? Smells like cigarettes and–' Then she wrinkled her nose, smelling a new scent inside the truck. 'So you’ve been at the feed-store this whole time?' Emily asked, raising an eyebrow. They got into the pickup truck and Brent took it off and set it on the seat between them. 'I would imagine I will sooner than later. 'So it went well? Think you’ll go again sometime?' Kara sure has her hands full.'īrent smiled in reply. Then they shouted it in unison.Įmily laughed and shook her head. The twins were so busy whispering about whether Brent was a Real Cowboy they completely forgot to say goodbye until Emily was halfway down the walk and their mother had nearly closed the door. 'Ready, Em?' he said in slightly lazy, slow voice.

'Ma’am.' He nodded to Kara and touched the brim of a cowboy hat he definitely hadn’t been wearing before.

Brent was ever the gentleman, Kara was right.īrent grinned broadly when they opened the door. 'So sweet he came to the door for you instead of just honking.'Įmily smiled. 'It’s that cute non-boyfriend of yours!' she whispered, giving Emily a wink. Just let me know when you need me next!'Ī knock sounded at the door, and Kara peeked out the window. 'You have my number,' Emily said, 'and I’m pretty much available whenever. Kara thanked her profusely and passed her an envelope of cash when she was ready to go. Then it was time to text Brent that she was ready to be picked up. They had so many questions, she didn’t have time to turn her attention to the message she’d taken down. Emily gave the twins a run-down of Morse Code, writing each of their names in dots and dashes.

License to Code by Perry Elisabeth Kirkpatrick