Wesley by Leanne Davis

Author:Leanne Davis [Davis, Leanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Leanne Davis
Published: 2019-03-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

WESLEY

I go downstairs the next morning. Confused after last night, I stayed up in my room only to venture out when Dani left. What was I thinking to start down the stairs when she and Wyatt were still hashing things out? I heard the murmur of their voices and some of what she was saying to her boyfriend. And I had the nerve to go crash it?

I feel like I got socked in the gut when I glance down the stairs into the living room and see them wrapped in each other’s arms. So? Christ, parents hug. Siblings hug. Friends hug. But it pulls me up short.

I don’t like it. My fists clench, and I hate how tiny she looks nestled against him. Him, being her damn boyfriend. The love of her life. Best friend. God, they have such a fairytale romance. There she is snuggled up with her boyfriend! Why am I acting like it’s news? She’s been up front, honest as can be from the very start. Every interaction and every conversation.

That’s probably why I respond so well to her. She is so honest and real. Cute and funny. Sweet and shy. But also opinionated and straightforward. She’s a walking contradiction, but it’s all so genuine, and the mixture inside her makes it impossible not to like her.

And there she is being held by another guy as I stare at her. Those dark eyes—it feels like they’re electrocuting me and that feeling zaps me all the way down to my toes.

Retreat! my brain flashes at me. If I get kicked out of here, I’ll lose my stuff. My livelihood, my lifestyle.

My heart.

I guess I could start over and buy new stuff to fill a new backpack, but I don’t want new stuff. I want my stuff. Plus, there’s the little threat of jail that would still be hanging over my head. I committed a serious enough crime that I don’t want to get arrested for it. Exhausting. It would be another wasted round of shit with the government.

I’ve had enough abuse from government bureaucracy to last me a lifetime.

She’s gone. Wyatt is at the breakfast table when I come down. Tara is on the couch, Ryder is standing in the kitchen, talking about the boat. God, the man loves his boat. I gather that much. And fishing. And hunting. And all things outdoors. I like all things outdoors, too, but I’ve never done any recreational activities. Mine have been more like an episode of Survival.

I grab a cup, and Ryder pours coffee into it for me. I also feel free to take any food I wish to eat, and no one bats an eye. I feel like I’m part of this now. Sometimes, people have acted nice for an hour or offered me a meal or spent a day with me, but it never lasted. Not for two days or a week or a month, not like these people. They are so steady and even. They interact almost exactly the same way every day.

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