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“Nice to meet you, Briar. And seriously, no worries. I need a new car anyway.”
She gives me a tight-lipped smile while Sean’s expression grows even more disgruntled.
“Let’s go, Briar,” he mutters coldly as he bats her arm with the back of his hand.
She waves softly at me before they pull away. I’m staring at the damage left, but my eyes aren’t exactly focused on my car. I’m still staring at her face in my mind.
“Real slick.”
I glance up from my car to see my younger brother laughing at me.
“What?” I ask with a tilt of my head.
“I’m Caleb,” he says, mimicking my voice in a teasing tone.
“Shut up,” I say with a chuckle as I walk toward the door of the restaurant.
“You were totally hitting on that guy’s girlfriend,” he urges.
“Was not,” I argue.
“You kinda were,” Dean adds.
I laugh to myself, shaking my head as I relive the whole encounter in my head.
Was I?
“That guy was a dick anyway,” Dean adds, and I stop in my tracks. Staring down at my brother’s best friend, his foul language takes me by surprise. I’m not used to hearing fourteen-year-olds cuss in my family.
But he’s right. That guy was a dick.
“Fuck yeah, he was,” I reply.
Dean smirks as I pull open the front door. The three of us decide to just eat here instead of taking it home. I’ve never really been able to bond with my younger brother that much due to our seven-year age difference. But tonight, we’re actually getting along.
And it makes me miss Luke a little bit less.
During the entire meal, I can’t get that blonde out of my head. While Isaac and Dean continue to joke and laugh while staring at Isaac’s phone, I just keep thinking about what I need to do in order to see her again.
Part One
The Husband
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Briar
The woman sitting across from me has the same sandals as I do. And so does the woman on my right, but she needs a pedicure. I should invite her to go with me to the nail salon tomorrow, but I think she has a baby. No one wants to take a baby to the nail salon.
To be honest, I don’t even remember the woman’s name.
“Briar.”
I blink, lifting my eyes from the floor to stare at the woman leading Bible study across from me.
Shoot. I think she asked me a question.
“We were just discussing the end of Proverbs 31. Did you have anything to add?”
