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“What are the two of you doing?” Cord strolls into the room with as much swagger as Owen. I swear there’s no way they don’t share DNA. They’re too much alike to be unrelated.
“Leo won't give me back my phone!” I grunt as I jump again.
“Ifyou go to dinner with us, I’ll get you your phone. Hell, I’ll even pay because I'm a gentleman.” He winks and stops at my side. “What do you say, Charlie?”
“I can't. I have plans.”
“With Wyatt,” Leo singsongs.
“What are you, twelve?” I fold my arms over my chest and glare at him.
“Wait… seriously? You’re hanging out with Wyatt?” Cord spins me around to face him.
“Yes,” I whisper, hating how everyone is acting like this is such a big deal. “Why do you guys care?”
“You seem to forget we’re friends with both of you.” Cord drapes an arm over my shoulders and grabs my phone out of Leo’s hands before giving it to me.
“We were around to see Wyatt self-destruct after the two of you broke up. We’ve heard from Cici how horrible you did too.” Leo stares into my eyes, all traces of humor are gone. It’s odd to see him so serious.
“Well, in case you forgot, I wasn’t the cause of our break up. I was in a happy relationship until he ruined it.”
“He screwed up, sweetheart. He thought he was doing the right thing for you. His plan was always to get back together with you,” Leo says softly.
“He doesn’t get to dictate my entire life! I'm so tired of people meddling and telling me what to do, or making decisions for me. Why don’t I get a say in my own life?”
“What do you want? If you could have anything in life, what would it be?” Cord holds my gaze.
“I don’t know. That’s the problem. I used to dream of a future with him. I knew exactly how our lives were going to play out and now, I have no clue what I want my future to look like. I just know I want to map it out by myself.”
Typing in the code at the gate, I sigh when the gate opens, revealing a beautiful home at the end of a long driveway. It’s not a mansion or something flashy, like so many major league players would buy. Instead, it’s a rancher with big bay windows and a big front porch.
It’s exactly what I’d picture Wyatt’s home to look like. At one point in time, it was the house we dreamed of owning together.
Pulling up to the garage, the front door opens and Wyatt steps out onto the porch with a shy smile.
“Hey,” he says softly as I climb the steps.
“Hey. Your house is gorgeous.” I glance around at the big hydrangea plants and the little bird feeder.
“Thanks. It wasn’t great when I bought it, but I did a lot of renovations.” He grips the back of his neck, looking more than uncomfortable. “Did you eat dinner yet?”
“No. I went home and quickly showered before I rushed over here.”
“Good. I made dinner for us.”
“Made? You can cook?” I stare at him in disbelief.
“Yes.” He leans in close and lowers his voice to a whisper. “I can even do my own dishes and my laundry. Sometimes I even scrub the bathroom walls and run the vacuum.”
“Oh, shush!” I swat at his chest as he chuckles.
“C’mon, sweetheart. Let me show you around. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes.”
Wyatt takes my hand in his and intertwines our fingers. It’s so comfortable and feels natural, yet it shouldn’t. He leads me through the house, showing me every room and ending at his bedroom.
There’s a large jacuzzi tub in the master bathroom and I can only imagine how nice that must be to soak in after a long day at practice. His king-sized bed takes up one whole side of his room, but there’s still a lot of empty space.
The entire house is neat and organized, surprising me a little. But it’s all Wyatt. Every piece of furniture and piece of décor screams Wyatt. I loveit.
