Cocky Roommate by Claire Kingsley

Cocky Roommate by Claire Kingsley

Author:Claire Kingsley [Kingsley, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-26T18:30:00+00:00


18

Kendra

The house is quiet when I get up in the morning. Weston comes out later, while I’m sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee. He doesn’t ignore me, but he doesn’t engage in conversation either. He meets my eyes, mutters good morning, then goes about his business.

We orbit around each other for most of the day. I try to be where he isn’t, without making it look like I’m avoiding him. I know we can’t go on like this forever, but I’m not sure what else to do.

Afternoon rolls around and I change my clothes. My birthday is tomorrow, but I’m having dinner with my dad and brothers tonight. At least that will get me out of the house and my mind off Weston.

I come out of my room to find Weston putting on a coat.

“Hey. I’m leaving too,” I say. “I’m having dinner at my dad’s tonight.”

“I know,” he says. “So am I.”

“What?”

“I’m having dinner at your dad’s.”

I blink at him a few times. “You’re having dinner at my dad’s?”

“Yes,” he says. “Alex invited me.”

“Alex invited you?” I ask.

“Are you just going to keep repeating what I say in the form of a question?”

I put my hands on my hips. “Alex invited you to my birthday dinner with my family? You’re kidding.”

He pulls his phone out of his pocket and taps the screen a few times, then holds it up, showing me their text conversation. Alex did indeed invite Weston to come to dinner, and he accepted.

“Why didn’t he tell me?” I ask.

Weston shrugs. “Maybe he figures we live together, so we actually speak to each other.” He puts his phone back in his pocket and looks away. “I won’t go if you don’t want me to.”

Weston having dinner with my family? This is obviously a terrible idea, but there’s something in his tone. I think if I tell him I don’t want him to come, I’ll actually hurt his feelings. When we first met, I would have said Weston didn’t have feelings to hurt. But I’m not so sure about that anymore.

“No, you should come,” I say.

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” I pick up my purse. “I’m sure.”

He nods and opens the door, holding it for me. I grab my coat and head outside.

“Don’t worry, I won’t try to make out with you at the dinner table in front of your family,” he says as I walk past.

I glance at him over my shoulder and laugh. “Oh, he’s making jokes now?”

He just smiles and walks out to his car.

We pull up to my dad’s house and park on the street. Caleb and Alex’s cars are already here. I take a deep breath as I get out of the car. This should be interesting.

I open the front door and Weston follows me inside. Caleb is sitting on the couch with Charlotte, reading her a book. She looks up and ducks behind her dad’s arm.

“It’s okay, Bug,” he says and stands. “Hey, birthday girl.”

I step in to give him a hug. “Hey.



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