Lucky Daddy by R.S. Lively

Author:R.S. Lively [Lively, R.S.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-03-09T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Gwendolyn

I had my POD moved and now I kind of don’t want to take my stuff out of it. Picking up and moving had already been so hard, so I just want to keep all my crap in there for when I need to move again. And if Reilly is serious about the Gredence Place being ours, then that might happen soon. But who knows when that could be. A part of me keeps wondering if things with Reilly are too good to be true. I want to jump in and swim in the love I know we could have, but something keeps one foot out the door, like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Maybe it’s the hiding.

Maybe it’s the lying.

Maybe it’s the secrets.

I don’t know, but those things can’t add up to equal a healthy relationship. I walk inside the POD and start to grab a few things, the situation weighing heavily on my mind. When I go back outside, the sun blinds me for a moment. Mills is waiting at the bottom of the steps, shuffling the items in her hands.

Her arms are full of pillows and blankets. She peeks her head over the top of the soft, fluffy square. “Someone has a pep in their step, or maybe a limp in their walk. Whatever you want to call it.”

“It could just be a good day. The sun is out, the birds are chirping—”

“—You had sex with an Irishman. I know. Just a typical day.”

“Mills!”

“What? I pick you up from your sex cavern and you don't even give me any details. It’s just rude.”

I grab the keys from my back pocket, trying to find the right one. After three attempts with the wrong key, I huff. Mills won’t be moving in until the end of the month, but I’m moving in today. I need my own space, and sleeping in the room where I still have Dwayne Johnson posters up... Well, it feels like my parent’s house.

“You okay?” she asks, her voice a bit softer.

Yes! The right key. Finally. The door opens, and to my surprise, the landlord had cleaned the place all in one night. The carpet is still there, but I don’t expect miracles to happen overnight. Literally, it’s only been one night. “I’m fine. Why? Oh, which room do you want? Right or left?” It doesn’t really matter to me since both of the rooms are the same size.

The pillow tumbles to the ground after she walks through the door. “Can I have the room away from the red stain?” she asks.

I want to laugh. Her imagination cracks me up. “Sure. I’ll take the haunted room and sacrifice myself for you.”

“You’re the greatest friend a girl could ask for.” She opens the door to her room and disappears. “And you didn’t answer me!” she shouts, her voice echoing throughout the small space.

“Answer what?” I ask, setting my things down on the floor in my room.

“If you’re okay.” Her voice gets closer as she walks out of her new bedroom.

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