Miles From Kara by Melissa West

Author:Melissa West
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2014-10-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

I knocked on Colt’s door a few hours later, my mind on everything that had happened that day. I tried to push it all away, but couldn’t relax like I wanted to.

The door opened after a beat, and then Colt was standing there, wearing cargo shorts and a fitted red T-shirt, his feet bare. The ends of his hair were wet, and I smiled a little at the realization that he had showered for our date.

“Hey,” I said.

He reached out and took my hand, pulling me against him, and gently kissing my lips. “How are you? You look like you had a hard day.”

I rested my head against his chest. “I did. Maggie came by the center. She decided to keep the baby.”

“That’s great, right?”

“I thought so. But then I offered to take her shopping and Tori got a little angry with me. Said I was getting too involved. Then another girl came by and her case . . . it’s just all so hard.”

“Do you think Tori’s right? About Maggie?”

I glanced up, hearing a change in Colt’s voice. Like he was treading lightly, careful not to offend me. “Do you?”

He shrugged. “Maybe. I know we talked about your fear of getting too involved, and while I do think it’s human nature to care, I wonder . . . I guess I wonder if this is smart . . . given your history. I mean, you’re in college, Kara, and your experience mirrors hers a little too closely, don’t you think? She needs a parent to help guide her. It sounded like her dad wanted to pull himself together for her.”

I set down my purse on his kitchen counter, a part of me offended that he thought I couldn’t handle it, but another part of me knew he was right. “I just feel for her, ya know? I—” My words caught as I turned around to face the common area. I could see notes of Taylor here and there. Photos framed on a shelf of him snowboarding and surfing and doing other things guys did on a board. But there were other things, too. A charcoal set on the third row of the shelf. A drawing pad on the end table beside the leather sofa.

“Do you draw? Is that why you chose architecture?”

Colt walked around to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “I like the idea of creating something out of a drawing that is as magnificent as a building, which is why my major is technically civil engineering. I’ve taken several classes in Georgia’s landscape architecture program, but I’ve always wanted to create buildings. I’d love to have a hand in both the drawing and the final product at some point. But yeah, I’ve had a passion for drawing since I was little.”

I eyed the drawing pad again, my fingers itching to pick it up. To flip through it to see what sort of things spoke to Colt. Was he a landscape artist? Or did he prefer people?

“Where

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