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“Excuse me?” she fired back, stepping in front of Wade. “I’ll answer in whatever the fuck I want to answer the door in.”
I thought I heard Wade whisper something about her language, but I couldn’t make it out.
“Great. That’s just great. You do that. Here.” I shoved the coffee into her hands. “I brought you this. I thought after yesterday we should…talk. But maybe you’ve got better things to do.”
I turned back toward the Rover.
“Jace, wait.” She took a few steps down to the bottom of the warped wooden steps that led up to the back door. She was barefoot and likely cold, goose bumps running up and down her shapely legs, her arms crossed over her braless chest. All I wanted was to sweep her off the bottom step and carry her across the patchy dirt yard to my truck and drive off. Forget all the damage we’d done to each other. Start over.
Instead, I just stared, and her honey eyes turned vulnerable. I wasn’t sure what she wanted from me, just as I wasn’t sure I could give it to her. I loved her obsessively—that would never change. She was it for me. I thought I was past what’d happened, but I obviously wasn’t if just seeing her this morning had brought it all back. Why was it so hard to admit I’d felt betrayed, left in the dark, and let her make it up to me? Maybe it’s because it hadn’t been the first time she’d kept something from me. And I suspected it wouldn’t be the last. And I didn’t know how to be with her when I was always waiting for the other shoe to drop.
“Jace, why—”
My phone rang loudly in my pocket. I pulled it out—Sheryll was calling. Again. This was the third call I’d missed from my mother since I left the house. She hadn’t left a voicemail, but my old, familiar doubts started to creep in. Deep down, I doubted she was genuinely interested in staying off drugs, that she was even capable of it. She was probably robbing me blind behind my back to pay for her habit, and I was an idiot for letting her back in.
“Greer, I’m sorry. I have to go. Again.”
I made it back to the Rover before my voicemail picked up, answering the call just as the door swung shut. Greer stayed put, coffee in hand, pressing her legs together against the cold and watching me. I waved her off. She shook her head slowly like she was disappointed in me before turning and heading back into the house. Well, join the club. I was disappointed in myself.
Fucking Sheryll and her fucking perfect timing.
This had better be important.
