Wyatt by Brynn Hale

Author:Brynn Hale [Hale, Brynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

Wyatt

I stand and grab her plate, towering over her as she sits all curled up on the sofa. Like she fits there. “I fell in love and she died days before I was going to ask her to marry me.”

Her eyes soften, the brown turning to caramel. “I’m so sorry, Wyatt.”

“Thanks. It’s been a long time.” But the stabbing pain in my chest tells me the wound still gapes.

“And you’ve made dog houses ever since?”

“No. I didn’t leave IT until about three years ago.” I walk to the kitchen and she rises to follow me. I straighten my back. Even setting on the couch with her felt too good. “I’ve only done dog houses for a year. Something to take my mind off of being alone.” I need to get her out of here before I do something that I shouldn’t.

Like take her to my bedroom.

“What company?”

I wash dishes and briefly look up. “Just a start up that I sold off.”

“Do you like it up here…alone?”

“Thankfully, it’s not lonely. I have friends on the mountain. Any night I can call them to come over for dinner or drinks and they invite me over weekly. The solitude is relaxing and I’m a much happier person out here.”

She shook her head. “I envy how you’re away from the craziness of the world.”

“I still wander into the crazy every once in a while. Just went into town to watch movies yesterday.”

“What kind of movies do you like?”

“Action, adventure, comedies…about anything, but sappy movies.”

Raine smiles and the way it lights up her face is like sunshine after a cloudy day. “We used to watch Die Hard every Christmas Eve as a family. It was my…” She sighs. “It was my dad’s favorite.”

“I have it on DVD. yYou want to stick around and watch it?” I ask cautiously.

“You have popcorn?”

“Of course.”

She holds up a finger. “I’ll be right back.”

I swear she looks like she’s a young girl as she skips to the front door, almost giddy. But her curves say she’s all woman. And she’s so comfortable around me. Usually people walk the other away. The whole beard, muscles, and probably my attitude scaring them off, but part of me likes it that way too. I’m hiding behind this hair. It’s a façade to protect me.

She walks back in carrying a re-usable grocery bag and pulls something out. “I have M&Ms!”

“Okay…” I stretch the word out, not totally understanding.

“Haven’t you ever had M&Ms and popcorn? It’s salty, sweet combination that’s perfect.”

“Kinda like you…” I still once I’ve said it because I really didn’t mean to.

Her lashes flash like an S.O.S. signal over her eyes. “Thank you.”

My stomach heats and a feeling of the past burns in my chest. I want to fight it, but I can’t. “Okay, finished.” I wipe my hands off.

“Great. Let’s get started.” She almost skips to the living room but her sock covered feet slide to a stop. She turns. “Wyatt, I’m sorry. if you had other plans, I can leave. I shouldn’t be taking up all of your Christmas Eve…” She sets the M&Ms down on the end table.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.