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“I get it’s a mess, yeah.”
“It’s weird too.”
“Really weird,” I agree.
“Who would have thought that…”
Wes’s voice trails as we both register the driver of the car pulling up to the curb.
“I’m going to go,” I say, as Maeve climbs out of the silver SUV and starts walking straight toward us.
Wes doesn’t argue. He just nods.
Unfortunately, there’s just one path up to his house. Unless I cut across the lawn and make it obvious I’m avoiding Maeve, I have to walk right past her.
Surprisingly, she stops a few feet away. I was expecting the silent treatment, but she speaks first. “Hi.”
I hesitate. “Hi.”
“I was, uh, hoping to run into you.”
“Here?” I raise both eyebrows.
“No. I actually came to ask Wes where you live. He wasn’t answering his phone, and I wanted to talk to you.”
“Did you bring eggs? Toilet paper?”
She half-smiles. “No.”
“What’s the back-up for then?”
Maeve follows my gaze to the brunette siting in the passenger seat of her car. “Becca and I were training this morning. I wanted to come see you first thing, but she convinced me to wait until more normal hours.”
“I’m surprised she’s not busy moving in on Liam.”
Surprise, and maybe a little amusement, flash across Maeve’s face. “Interesting,” she muses.
Rather than askwhatis interesting, I say, “I should go. I need to get to work.”
“You have a job?”
I huff an unamused laugh before continuing to walk.
“Wait!” Maeve calls. “I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to sound so…”
“Shocked?” I supply, turning back around. “Look, Maeve. You don’t like me. I get it. I can’t change my past with Wes or where I live. Everything Maggie has told you about me is probably true. Did she deserve to be ostracized? Probably not. But that’s how this stupid rivalry works. As long as everyone stays on their side of the line, no one gets hurt. Maggie crossed it, and so did you. What happened after is not on me.”
“What about Liam?”
“What about him?”
“He crossed the line. So did you.”
“Liam and I are done, Maeve. And honestly, that’s how I feel about this conversation too. So just stay out of my way, and I’ll stay out of yours. Shouldn’t be too difficult.”
I turn to leave again. This time, Maeve jogs around and blocks me. I glance over one shoulder at Wes, who’s watching this whole interaction. He shrugs at me. No help whatsoever.
I sigh. “I don’t know what the hell you want—”
