Page 127 of Fierce: Sawyer


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“The party hasn’t even started and you are here,” his grandmother said. “It’s going to be a long day if you feel that way. Where is Faith?”

“She’s with her family.”

“What’s going on?” his grandfather asked. “You look like you need Grandma to make one of your favorite meals.”

He shouldn’t be surprised they figured that out. “Faith and I got into it last night.”

“People fight,” his grandmother said. “But you are here together so it can’t be that bad.”

“Bad enough,” he said. “And my fault.”

“What happened?” his grandmother asked. “If you want to share.”

He figured he might as well. He told them what happened. “Sounds like it’s more to do with Genevieve than your mother,” his grandfather said.

“It was.”

“Did you tell her that?” his grandmother asked.

“No. I just said I had an ex and that I was the other guy and had no clue. I felt like a fool.”

He should have explained more but wasn’t used to explaining himself to anyone before. He supposed that was all part of being in a relationship though. You had to give and take and he wasn’t doing his share.

“We have all felt like a fool in our life,” his grandfather said. “Your father included.”

“I’m never going to be like him,” he said.

“Which is why you jumped down Faith’s throat?” his grandmother asked.

“I don’t know that I would say it was that,” he said.

“Could have seemed it from her point of view,” his grandfather said.

Not what he wanted to hear.

“You should pull her aside and apologize if you haven’t,” his grandmother said. “That will go a long way. Then explain why or more about Genevieve. I’m sure she’ll understand.”

“I’ll try it,” he said. “Not in the middle of a party.”

He turned his head when he heard a knock at the door off the kitchen. “You might get your chance,” his grandmother said. “It’s Faith.”

He stood up and went to get the door.

“Hey,” he said.

“I figured you’d be here when I couldn’t find you. Or if you weren’t, maybe I was going to talk to your grandmother.”

“Did you think she’d tell you something I wouldn’t?”

“I would have,” his grandmother said. “I would have told Faith what I just told you.”

He forced out a laugh. “Let’s go sit on the deck and talk.”

Faith followed him to the deck and took a seat. He grabbed a chair and moved it closer to her so they could talk but not be heard by anyone other than the two of them.

“Talk,” she said.

“I’m sorry. I should have led with that. I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did last night. Everything you said made me feel about two feet tall.”

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