Fearless by Katie Golding

Author:Katie Golding
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2020-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Billy King—Present Day

Taryn’s been done with her postworkout stretch routine for a good ten minutes, equally the best and worst part of my day. Especially considering her exercise top is basically just a sports bra. But she’s too busy giggling at my story to remember she wanted to leave five minutes ago to “beat the weather,” whatever that means.

“That is so ridiculous!” She laughs across from me, sitting on the floor of the gym at Hargrove Ranch. One legging-clad leg is stretched all the way out to her side, the other tucked in with her knee lying flat, and it’s killing me. Never wanted to be a shoe so much in my whole life.

“Uh, yeah,” I drawl. “That’s me trying to cook. Ridiculous.”

“How…?”

I shrug. “Don’t know. Mama said she’d never seen water boil down like that. I just thought that meant the noodles were done. Plus, I’d already added the powdered cheese stuff, but I don’t think I stirred it right or something, because that just seemed to make it madder.”

Taryn cracks up more, and damn, I missed this.

“Oh my God,” she says. “I would have given anything to have been there. And what are you doing making your mama teach you to cook anyway? Aren’t her days long enough? Oh Jesus, my cheeks hurt…” She presses her palms to her cheeks, making fish faces and looking so adorable, it’s almost murder in the first degree.

“Um,” I start, trying to avoid the echo of my father’s voice in my head saying it was a waste of time, and Hey, remember when Mason made that soufflé for French class? That was damn good! But I can’t find any good things to say to Taryn. Not when I’m really doing this for us and the future I’m still not sure we have. But I’m living on hope right now, so I settle on, “I have my reasons.”

She gives me a look like that’s a halfway acceptable answer, but it’s clearly bugging her I’m not coming all the way clean. She’s still smiling, though. “And you don’t want to tell me what those reasons are?”

I bite my lip, squinting at her. “Not yet?”

“Fair enough.” She starts chuckling again. “I still can’t believe you almost set the kitchen on fire trying to boil water.”

I chuckle along with her, mostly just loving how I already know I get to do all this again tomorrow. Because true to her word, Taryn’s picked me up every day for the last three weeks at three o’clock, driving us over to Hargrove gym, helping me get through my workouts safely—the right amount of weights now included—and then taking me home. True to my word, I haven’t lied to her about anything big or small, and I haven’t asked for a thing from her.

I offer to drive us over here, but she always says no, claiming it isn’t good for my ankle. And I never call her, even if to ask if she’s on her way when she’s running late.

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