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It was... It was difficult. Of course it was.
But he’d said yes, and now they were just working together.
Not just working together.
She felt something. She felt something.
She pulled up to the house and got out of the car, wincing as the gravel bit into her sock-covered feet. She squeaked, and then started humming as she hopped up the front steps.
“There you are.”
Her hum turned into a short scream, and she turned and saw her sister Fia sitting there in a rocking chair.
“You’re back late,” she said, accusing.
“Yes,” she said. “I am.”
“Why?”
“Work,” she said.
“You’re in pajamas.”
“I’m not in pajamas,” she said. “I’m in sweats. I got cold. I was working inside today, and...”
“You were working inside?”
“Yes. I told you, I’m going to be helping more with his paperwork. He needs somebody to organize.” That was all she was willing to share. Because Levi didn’t want to share about his dyslexia, and neither was she. And she certainly wasn’t going to make it sound like he was failing in some way when he wasn’t.
“I guess that means we can get moving opening the store.”
“Yeah. We can set a grand opening and everything. He and I need to work out some papers. And we’re going to have to get lawyers.”
She knew that he’d said he trusted her, but she wanted to take that a step further by making sure she demonstrated to him that she was protecting his legal interests.
He’d been through enough. And she wasn’t going to be part of putting them through any more.
And she just...
Standing there in the socks, and his clothes, in front of Fia, she felt vaguely ridiculous. And a little like she was falling apart.
She felt happy, in the strangest way. Felt like there was finally something good happening in her life. Something that she wanted.
But it wasn’t something she could share.
It was like she had met herself for the first time tonight.
A woman who could be passionate in a positive way. A woman who could feel everything, but it wasn’t just anger.
It was amazing, and she wanted to continue to examine it on her own time. She wanted to keep on thinking on it, without allowing anybody else’s opinions to change it.
Because one thing had become clear tonight when she’d been talking to Levi. The way that her dad had hurt her had shaped her.
For better and for worse.
There were no decisions to make. She was having her first fling. Which felt like a really bad word for it. Because it didn’t feel like a fling. A fling, as far as Quinn was concerned, sounded light. Fluffy, even, and this was not that.
She’d told him things she’d never told another person. She had a feeling it was the same for him.
