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I enter the kitchen and see him walking through the adjoining laundry room and out the back door. What’s in the backyard that I’d want to see?
The screen door flaps shut, and I take a deep breath and straighten as I follow him.
He stands next to a rectangular parcel of land that was simply part of the yard twenty-four hours ago. Now, the grass is gone, there’s a border outlining the perimeter, and rich, black soil turned up in the box. There’s a hose attached to some PVC pipe, which is embedded in the soil with spouts for sprinklers at several intervals.
He looks over at me, almost like he’s nervous of my reaction.
“What is this?” I ask.
He glances at it behind him and back to me again. “It’s a garden,” he answers. “I was hoping you’d want to help with it or something.”
I’m speechless. My heart is beating so hard, and the sun feels so hot. How did…? But then I remember. He knows I love landscaping. He knows I read all those magazines. He knows what I like.
An ache hits my heart. He did this all in one day?
But I’m not melting for him. I harden my voice. “Since when did you want a garden?”
He approaches me, and I cross my arms over my chest, steeling my armor.
“Jordan, I was an asshole,” he says. “I jumped to a conclusion, because I had it bad, and I’m old and jaded. I expect gutter behavior from everyone.” He pauses and frowns. “But it was me with the gutter behavior. You’re different, and I really fucked up. It won’t happen again. I can’t believe I said those things.”
He’s turning blurry, and I can’t stop the tears from welling despite how hard I’m clenching my teeth.
“I want you to stay,” he goes on. “I like having you here. It’s nice coming home and having life in the house. Having people to talk to. It’s nice having help, and…” His jaw flexes, looking angry. “And you shouldn’t have been sleeping on a fucking pool table. You’ll stay as long as you need, do you understand? I don’t want you to leave.”
My chin trembles, and I can’t help it. The tears spill over, and I drop my head to hide it.
“Please don’t cry again,” he begs, “or I’ll have to take out the pool and build you a gazebo or some shit.”
I break into a laugh, sniffling and wiping my eyes. “No, don’t take out the pool. I like the pool.”
Wandering over to the new garden, I take in how big it is and how much work it must’ve taken. It doesn’t make his behavior okay, but it does help knowing that he worked his ass off on something that he thought would make me happy. No one has ever done something like this for me.
I mean, my sister has bought me clothes and taken me out, but Pike did something he knew I would love. Something that’s very much me.
“This is amazing,” I tell him, meaning it. “But I really think it’s best if just I go.”
“This is your house,” he tells me. “You belong here for as long as you want. You and Cole can invite your friends over, play your music, light your candles—”
“Toilet seat covers?” I tease.
“Fuck, no.”
We exchange a chuckle, and I gaze back at the soil. We can fit so many vegetables in here.
“I bought a bunch of seeds,” he says, grabbing a bag and sifting through handfuls. “But I’m not sure how everything gets planted or how much space to allot for each vegetable, so I thought you might want to plan it out?”
I meet his eyes, and we hold the look for a moment. I think maybe he wants me around even more than he’s letting on. Like maybe I’m a buffer between him and Cole, and like he said, he’s enjoying having people in the house.
He hands me the bags of seeds and slowly takes the suitcase from my hand. “I’ll put this in the garage,” he says. “I’m going to go get a shower. Maybe we can get started planting in the morning?”
His eyes seem to search mine, and my breath catches for a moment at his gaze.
I finally nod, turning away.
He walks toward the house again and then I hear his voice from behind me. “And if we need more supplies, just let me know. I have to hit Home Depot tomorrow anyway.”
“’Kay,” I whisper.
