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“There are things that I want to tell you,” I admit to Parker. “Things about me. But I’m not ready to talk about it yet.”
“I know,” he says.
“You do?” I ask. “Aren’t you mad that I’m keeping secrets from you?”
He shakes his head. “You’ll tell me when you’re ready to. I trust you.”
My heart swells at his admission.
I don’t deserve Parker.
More than anything, I want to tell him everything. I want to take him into the woods and show him my wings. I don’t want there to be any secrets between us. But…
Dad.
When we pull into the driveway, I see that his SUV is actually there.
“I have to talk to my dad first. I told him some things, but not everything,” I admit. “I owe the truth to him.”
“It will work out.” Parker squeezes my hand one last time before letting go. He gets out of the car and runs around to my side. He opens the door. Once I’m out, he grabs onto my hand again.
I wonder what my dad would think if he saw Parker and me holding hands. He’d probably be upset, especially after what he told me about soulmates. My heart hurts when I think about him losing his soulmate so young in life.
We stop by the front door and I tuck a piece of hair behind my ear. “Can I see you later? After I talk to my dad.”
“Of course.”
“I’ll call you after he goes to work. I doubt he has the night off.” I frown, wishing my dad didn’t have to work so much. But now I understand why he does. He needs the distraction. He’s still heartbroken over the loss of his mate.
“It’ll work out,” Parker assures me. “I’ll see you in a little bit.”
“Bye.” I stand by my front door and watch him walk out to his Jeep. He looks at me one last time before getting in.
I can do this. I can talk to my dad. He already knows so much. I just have to… show him my wings.
I push open the door before I can chicken out.
I find my dad in the kitchen. He has the fridge open, looking inside.
“Hey, Dad.” I put my backpack down on a barstool, walking closer to where he is standing.
He glances over his shoulder at me. “Henley, hey.”
“Can we talk?” I ask, folding my hands together behind my back.
Dad shuts the fridge door, giving me his full attention. “What’s going on?”
Where do I even start?
“Something happened,” I say, deciding to start small. Fire powers are definitely smaller than wings. At least smaller thanmywings.
Dad leans his hip against the counter. “You didn’t get arrested, right?”
I raise an eyebrow. “No.”
“Then how bad can it be?”
I wish I had his perspective on things. “Fire. Um… I can do things with fire.”
