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“You broke her heart, you dumbass! There she is, a soft-hearted teenager with all that hope in her heart and then, after what I’m assuming is a pretty damn good kiss, you apologize and say it should never have happened. You broke her. She hasn’t even dated since then.”
I had a feeling but hope rises in my chest when she’s never been with anyone else. The thought of my best friend, my Misty, being with any other man makes me want to hunt his ass down and fuck him up bad. So bad that he’s never able to eat except through a straw. No man should ever touch what’s mine.
The grannies must realize why I look like I’m sucking on a lemon instead of drinking the best lemonade in the world. Both of them chortle gleefully, rubbing their hands and staring at me.
I roll my eyes. “I know I shouldn’t say this to you two, but what should I do?” I hold my breath. I’m desperate. It’s been so long. Ten years of radio silence. Ten years that I never thought would happen.
Her Grandma Louise laughs. “Well, she’s stubborn. So she isn’t going to just listen. She needs to be wooed. Seduced.”
My face heats up when she says seduced. All I can think about is slamming her into the closest wall and kissing her like I should have ten years ago. When I was a dumbass pussy who apparently didn’t know anything about girls. Or at least his best friend.
Lesson learned. Don’t tell a girl you regret kissing her. Even if she is your best friend.
“Not that kind of seduced, you idiot!” Louise groans. “You can’t just grab her and kiss her. And whatever else is going through your head while you’re flushing like it’s ninety degrees in here instead of seventy.”
My Granny just smirks. “Your granddaughter is stubborn as hell. I say we keep that in mind as a last resort.”
Louise cocks her head and gives me an evil grin that makes my balls practically shrivel up. “I don’t think you want to know what she might do to you if you take that route, my boy.”
I cross my legs and grit my teeth. “Yeah, I don’t think so.”
“But I’ve got an idea. All she needs to do is remember that you’re a good guy. That you’re fun to be around.”
My eyebrows climb and I groan. “She won’t stay in the same room. That’s like an impossible task.”
“She will if it’s important. If it’s for a good cause.”
I’d like to think the fact that I love her desperately is a good cause. Maybe even that I don’t want my dick to fall off from lack of love. That’s a damn good cause.
But I have a feeling that’s not what Louise is talking about. “What are you thinking, you old bat?” That’s my Granny. She doesn’t have any patience at all.
That explains where I get it from.
“Okay. This is what we’re going to do.” We all lean in and I listen to what has to be the worst or best idea I’ve ever heard.
When she’s done, I sit back and smirk. “I can’t decide whether that’s genius or just terrible.”
She preens, ruffling her leathery fingers through her short lavender curls. The woman’s a unicorn that’s for sure.
My Grandmother laughs. “That’s how you know it’s good, Seb. She might kill you or she might kiss you. It’ll keep you on your toes!”
She’s kept me on my toes for the last ten years. I’m here for it believe me.
I just want her to quit running away from me. I need some time with my heart. Some time to wallow in my love and prove to her how much she means to me. Every damn day. Even fighting with her makes my whole body light up.
“Let’s do it.” I hold up my glass of lemonade and wait until they hold their coffee cups up then tap them together.
“Damn straight,” the grannies laugh and I hope I’m doing the right thing here. But I’m going crazy. I need my heart with me instead of stuck down the road from me like it’s been for so long.
You can only breathe so long without your heart with you. And mine’s been gone for way too long. I’m suffocating out here. I need my Misty back.
And this time I’m not gonna be such an ass that she runs. This time I’m all in.
CHAPTER3
MISTLETOE
“Hello, Mistletoe!”My granny’s cheery voice makes me grit my teeth. My eyes are half-closed and dry as dirt from crying and lack of sleep and it’s all her fault.
