Want You Back by Lulu Pratt

Author:Lulu Pratt [Pratt, Lulu]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lulu Pratt
Published: 2018-09-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Jacob

AFTER BIDDING a reluctant goodbye to Sierra, I linked up with Tom and some of our crew. Today, while some people got to lounge around the mansion, I was gonna be visiting the future construction site for the retirement village. Ugh. It promised to be sticky, and generally dismal. Although, if we did get the job, which was looking increasingly likely, I’d be on that site for ages. In other words, getting annoyed about it now probably wasn’t a good long-term strategy. Best to make my peace.

But, in case my hand wasn’t already showing, I was only frustrated because I wanted to spend every minute of the weekend at Sierra’s side. Now that we’d “reconnected” — that’s my kosher word for what happened — it felt like there was so much to explore. Who had we become in the absence of one another? Who was Sierra now, when she wasn’t busy rightfully hating my guts? I’d seen a glimpse last night, but I wanted to take in the whole picture. After all, at the start of this weekend, I hadn’t even known where she worked. What else didn’t I know about her? Two years in your twenties is a miniature lifetime.

This began to pluck at the more painful question that had lodged itself in my brain. We had reconnected sexually, that was certain. But romantically… well, it’s one thing to have mind-blowing sex with someone, and it’s another thing to build a life with them. I was beginning to sense, much to my confusion, that I wanted the latter from Sierra. And if she was only in this for the physical release — oh, the thought made my heart ache. I mean, I’d happily continue to fuck her senseless, if that’s what she requested, but I’d always yearn for something beyond the physical.

My mind swam with questions, but there was no time to pick each one apart. I had a job to do. Besides, a construction site isn’t exactly a brilliant place to get confused and depressed. The heat alone can make your already jumbled mind just spin out completely.

So, back to the matter at hand, the one of framing. Because framing is, at its core, a simple, easy task. Wood, studs, numbers. All problems could be solved with a pencil and paper, or some kind of heavy tool. Issues of the heart have, in my life, proved considerably trickier.

Our framing crew got ahold of one of Charles’ vans and drove out to the site. As we chatted about our favorite recent reads — what? Construction workers don’t just talk about tits all day — we passed by suburb after suburb, and I wondered just how far out Charles’ village was to be. Was it purposefully isolated to make sure the old people didn’t wander into an unmonitored town? Was he trying to make it hard for everybody’s relatives to visit and overrun the space with nosy children and noisy grandchildren?

At last, we reached Charles’ plot of land, and I understood that all my speculation had been stupid.

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