If You Only Knew (Harper Falls Book 3) by Mary J. Williams

Author:Mary J. Williams [Williams, Mary J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

“HOW MANY TIMES do I have to say it?”

“Since you love the word, you might as well give it another go. Maybe this time will be the charm.”

It was five o’clock. In the morning.

An ungodly hour as far as Tyler was concerned. She might stay up to see the sunrise. Getting up an hour before was just plain foolish.

“Tell me again why I’m tying my shoes in the dark?”

“Because you’re too stubborn to turn on a light?”

Drew flipped the switch next to her head, the bedside lamp illuminating her hands and foot.

“Well, sure. Thank you, Thomas Edison.”

She moved to the other foot, securing the laces with a quick bow.

“I told you to stay in bed. The race won’t start for another three hours. And since you’ll be here, locked inside, you could have slept through the whole thing.”

“Now he’s a comedian,” she said to no one in particular.

“Be reasonable.”

“Not a specialty of mine. Sorry.”

Tyler buttoned up her jeans. She had traded the groupie girlfriend clothes for sneakers, jeans, and a t-shirt. She felt a slight twinge of regret over her choice. In her defense, yesterday when she had packed I’m With Asshole seemed appropriate.

“Lovely.”

“Hey, I was going to wear it inside out. If you reconsider, so will I.”

“Enough.”

Drew took her by the shoulders. He was frustrated so he refrained from shaking her. He did give a look that had made men bigger than himself think twice about taking him on. Naturally, Tyler was not impressed.

“Give me three good reasons why I can’t go with you.”

“I’ll give you ten.”

“Jesus, Drew. Stop being such an overachiever.”

“Make me laugh. I haven’t done nearly enough of it in the past ten years.” Drew kissed her nose. “I won’t cave, Ty. Not over this one.”

“Then don’t race. You don’t need to prove anything. If Tripper needs the money, write him a check. Hell, I’ll write him a check. If it’s too dangerous to take me along, don’t do it.”

She had a point, Drew thought. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t considered packing it in and heading home. Whatever thrill these races once provided had waned long ago. The time before the last one was supposed to be the last one. All the crap with Regina, his mixed up feelings for Tyler, sent him back.

He won the race but couldn’t have cared less. If Jack hadn’t given him a shitload of grief, that would have been that. How screwed up was it for him to enter this race just to throw a symbolic middle finger at his best friend? There wasn’t even any satisfaction since Jack didn’t know. Screwed up? More like morbidly twisted.

“You know what? Never mind.” Tyler turned away, gathering up her things. She threw the few items into her bag then went to the bathroom and cleared it out.

“Tyler.”

“Drew.”

“If I don’t do this, it will feel like I quit because you made me.”

“Oh, my God. The male ego. Infinitely big and just as indecipherable.”

“It is what it is.”

“Idiot!” Tyler threw her bag into a corner.

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