With the First Goodbye (Thirty-Eight Book 5) by Len Webster

Author:Len Webster [Webster, Len]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Len Webster
Published: 2017-09-23T18:30:00+00:00

It was just after 1:30 a.m. when episode four and the first disc ended.

Max hadn’t said much during the four episodes they watched with Stella. He had his little remarks. Stella’s favourite had been, “This Dean kid has a hidden agenda. Yeah, I don’t like him.” She had also shot Josie that “you have to be with him” look when he had excused himself to go to the bathroom. Then halfway through the second episode, he had heated Josie and Stella a bowl of Stella’s—but actually Stella’s mother’s—perfect every time chicken soup. Stella had practically forced Max back into the kitchen to make himself a bowl.

And when she asked him for his opinion, he had told her that the title of “perfect every time” was justified. If he was lying to impress her best friend, Max did so flawlessly.

“She’s asleep,” Max pointed out.

Josie glanced over to find Stella sprawled out on the leather couch. She smiled at the peaceful-looking, Jess-loving best friend of hers.

“Should we wake her up?”

She got up off the couch, flinching when the aches in her head returned. They weren’t as painful as earlier in the day, but they were still troublesome.

“You feeling okay?” Max asked.

She glanced down and gave him a reassuring smile. “I am. I’ll get her a blanket from the linen closet. Helpful hint—never wake up a sleeping Stella Weller.”

“Wait,” Max said between stifled chuckles. “Stella’s last name is Weller?”

“Yeah. You didn’t know that?”

“No.” More laughter from him. “I would have remembered. Julian is going to piss himself. He’s gonna wanna meet her.”

Josie rolled her eyes. “Of course, he does. Her father was the one to name her Stella. He thought it would be adorable. She got teased a lot, apparently. But it never hurt her because, to this day, she loves that her name rhymes. She’s already vowed never to take West’s name if they ever get married.”

“I like that,” Max said as he got up off the couch. “I’ll turn this off.”

“Thanks. I’ll be back in a second. I’ll just grab the blanket.” It took her a matter of minutes to grab the spare fluffy blanket from the linen closet in the hallway. She could have grabbed the thin blanket in the trunk by the window, but the fluffy mink blankets were Stella’s favourite. When she returned, the TV was off, and Max took the blanket from her and gently covered her best friend with it.

It was sweet and unnecessary of him.

But she appreciated it wholeheartedly.

Josie had walked over to the lamp and turned it off before she led Max away from the lounge room and to the dimly lit hallway. Josie had left her phone on the couch she and Max had sat on, but she knew it was too late for him to drive.

“Do you want to stay the night?” she asked in a soft voice.

Max’s eyes widened. “Is that okay?”

She lightly laughed. “We’re adults, Max. If you want, you can sleep in my bed, and I’ll sleep in Stella’s. That way you won’t catch what I’ve got.

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