Page 77 of Heart to Heart


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“Why is your remote way over there, dumbass? Get it before you sit down. Then you can go ahead and ask me.”

“Ask you what?” I chucked the remote to him before grabbing the bag full of breakfast he’d brought and taking a huge sip of smoothie. “Thanks, man.”

His eyebrows went up as he sipped his coffee and chuckled at my pathetic attempt to keep my feelings to myself. “About Charlotte. She’s fine, by the way. I drove her to her dad’s place. Her brothers swarmed her like she was near death or something.”

“I can imagine.” They were probably driving her crazy. She grew up the youngest of six kids and she was the only girl.

“They’ll tow her car out to the shop later. You doin’ okay? This is the first time you’ve seen her since she’s been home, right?”

“It’s fine. I’m fine. I’m over it.” I answered, swiping the remote out of his hand and flicking the TV on.

“Sure. Okay.” His side eyed skepticism was warranted, but also annoying.

I huffed a beleaguered sigh and avoided his eyes. “I don’t want to talk about her,” I muttered.

“You never do, and that’s fine. I’m only here to help.”

“Not to pry?” I arched a brow.

He laughed. “I would never.” Levi was a nosy little shit and always had been. He would pry eventually. My entire family was a bunch of meddlers, always up in each other’s business. But not me; I stayed out of everyone’s way, and I expected the same treatment.

“Mom didn’t find out and send you over here?” I prodded. “Ever since she found out about all of it, she’s been trying to get me to discuss the fact that Charlotte divorced her husband and asking how I feel about her being single and back in town.” I sent him a warning look. “I’m not talking about it, with any of you.”

“I’m not here for that, okay?” His eyes softened in sympathy. “The look on your face at the crash site was intense is all. I was worried about you.”

My eyebrows lifted in surprise. “Oh, well, thanks. I’m fine. Just tired. I worked all night.” I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be alone; my memories of Charlotte were coming at me like a freight train, and a distraction could be a good thing. But I was absolutely sure I didn’t want to talk about anything that had happened this morning so I turned the volume up on the TV to discourage any more conversation.

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