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Searching Her Out
Christian finished with his tie. He didn’t mind dressing up that much. The tie was what bothered him the most. Who the hell thought wrapping something around your neck was a good idea?
He found his shoes and put them on too. He was looking forward to seeing Liz all dressed up. Not that he didn’t like seeing her the way she was, or in nothing at all, but he had this image in his mind of her at the prom when they were seniors. She’d gone with a bunch of friends; he did too. No dates for them, but he had really wanted to ask her to dance and decided it was best to leave it alone.
They were just friends back then. Exes. Not even ones that talked all that much, but he found his eyes always searching her out. Maybe his brother was right and there was part of him that wondered if she was the one that got away.
Once he was finished getting dressed, he left the apartment he was living in. He needed to figure out his living situation soon. He wasn’t used to this, but there hadn’t been one house that caught his eye enough to buy.
Ruby found one forty-five minutes away and he told himself no. It might have been a good deal, but now that he had Liz in his life and her time was limited, the last thing he wanted to do was feel as if they both had to spend a ton of time in the car to see each other.
And not working on a flip gave him time to work on Liz’s house for her. Maybe he was sneaky about doing it when she’d told him no multiple times, but Trevor would call and ask for a hand. He wouldn’t tell the guy no any more than he’d tell his father or brother no.
Trevor was most likely banking on that too. The last thing he wanted to do was upset Liz’s father, so he went along with it.
Yeah, it was sneaky and he didn’t care.
He pulled into Liz’s driveway and went to the front door. It was unlocked so he walked in.
“Holy shit,” he said when she came walking down the curved staircase, her fingers trailing along the banister.
In his eyes, he saw a teenage girl doing that on their prom day.
A woman on her wedding day.
Children racing down and chasing each other.
All the things he’d been hoping to find in a house he could call his home. Why was it here when he had no shot of owning it now?
He saw the makings of memories this house should have held and most likely did.
That was probably why it took so long for the owners to sell.
And he’d lost out on it.
He knew this wouldn’t have been his flip.
This would have been his home and that was probably why it hurt so much to lose it.
Everyone said he’d find another. He didn’t think he would. Not like this.
He was glad to at least feel like he was helping the potential come out for Liz. For a future she would have here. Did he want to be a part of it?
Too soon to say.
“I’ll take that as a good reaction,” she said.
“Yeah,” he said. She stopped at the bottom, put her nice toned arms out, then did a little spin for him. This dress fit her better than anything he’d ever seen on another woman before. “It’s like it was made for you.”
“It’s Abby’s dress. She’s jealous because she said it looks better on me than her.”
“I would have never known,” he said. “And I can’t see it on anyone else now that it’s on you.”
“Thank you,” she said, smiling sweetly. “Abby was like my mother today. She dressed me and did my hair and my makeup. I feel helpless in a way. I’ve been doing my own hair and makeup for a long time.”
This was a trap. He knew it. He had to figure out how to not put his foot in his mouth.
“And you do a lovely job daily, but I’m going to have to thank your sister too.”
