The Problem with Him by Rachel Higginson

Author:Rachel Higginson [Higginson, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Reckless Siren Publishing
Published: 2018-06-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

He’d texted last night and told me to meet him at seven this morning. My eyes were barely open this early. The sun was barely awake. It felt like neither of us wanted to be here, yet… here we were. Doing our part to give Wyatt what he wanted.

Although I supposed most of the people on this side of the world wanted the sun to rise. It wasn’t only Wyatt.

I yawned as I stumbled my way from the gravel parking lot to where he stood next to a coffee stand. I knew this market well. I had shopped it often, but it looked different this morning. Maybe it was the softer, earlier light than I was used to. Or maybe it was the start of the new season as we rolled closer to summer.

Mostly, I thought it was Wyatt. I had never been here with a man before, let alone a man like Wyatt. Dillon and I often came here Wednesday mornings. And there were a few times during Killian’s reign at Lilou when he’d sent me in his place if Wyatt hadn’t been able to go for him for whatever reason.

I’d brought Molly here twice when she’d wanted to surprise Ezra by cooking for him. Both times had ended in disaster. She’d made me promise to never bring her again, no matter how ambitious Pinterest made her.

Wyatt held out a to-go cup of coffee with that aggravating half smile lifting one side of his mouth and the sun rising behind him. A shiver trickled down my spine and I decided it was worth getting up early this morning to see this—Wyatt like this, gentle, kind… sweet.

I took the coffee from him, our fingers brushing in the exchange, and wondered if I even needed the caffeine anymore. He had managed to completely wake me up by looking irresistible.

We hated each other, I reminded my heart.

No you don’t, my heart whispered back.

I don’t think we ever did, my brain agreed.

“Good morning.” He stepped closer to me and I inhaled the fresh, clean scent of him. His hair had been recently trimmed, the sides freshly shaved.

“You got a haircut,” I pointed out, ignoring the tender way he’d greeted me. Not on purpose. It was like my entire body was rioting with a thousand different emotions and I didn’t know how to process any of them. Instead, I chose to ignore them. It was a totally mature response and I should probably receive some kind of award for how good at adulthood I was.

He ran a hand over the side of his head a little self-consciously. “Oh yeah.”

“When?”

“Huh?”

“When did you have time between last night and this morning?” What I wanted to ask was what barber kept those crazy hours?

It was hard enough finding time to do routine maintenance on my body with the kind of hours I kept. Things like doctors and dentist appointments got pushed off all the time. Especially because I rarely prioritized them over hair and nails. Maybe my mom should have included a good gynecologist in her girl squad lectures.

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