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"Doing what, exactly?" I asked as I sank down on the couch. Part of me knew exactly where this was going, even if I wasn’t going to admit to it.
It was no secret that I was teetering between two lives, and refusing to dive into pack life completely because of my life here.
"Living here when you clearly belong with them?" she asked as she took a slow sip of her tea.
"Why are you sitting in the dark waiting to interrogate me?" I accused with a laugh. This entire situation was bizarre and one hundred percent unsurprising coming from Beatty. I tried to change the subject before this could get even more awkward. "Did you and Theo have a nice night?"
"He had a great night," she said with a laugh that told me I was missing something.
"Beatty, where is Theo?" I asked as I narrowed my eyes. Usually, there were signs of his toys being strewn about after their nights together. It was far too clean in here.
"With his dads, where he belongs," she challenged. I didn't have a response as I processed what she was saying. "Do you think it makes me happy to see you torn like this?"
Note to self, my grandmother was a straight up savage.
I wasn’t sure whether I should be pissed that she had taken this upon herself, or thankful that she cared about me so much. Although, she sure had a pushy way of showing that.
Still, I couldn’t deny her question. Splitting my time between the two houses had grown tiresome. Even with everything that the guys had done between setting up rooms for Theo and I, and the heartfelt gesture of the treehouse.
But I couldn’t just up and leave her again, not like I had for college. It wasn’t the first time I had felt guilty for her being all alone in this big house.
We had started to make memories here, and I wanted Theo to have them as well.
“Of course I don’t think it makes you happy,” I told her. “But I’m doing the best I can. The guys understand that I have ties to you in this house that I want to hold onto.”
“Moving in with your pack isn’t going to break those ties,” Beatty said, staring me down. “I know for a fact you’re smarter than that, we didn't raise a fool. If you think for one second that you living in a different house is going to stop me from having time with you and Theo, you’re sorely mistaken. I already told that pack of yours that I will come and go as I please, and I will have standing dinners with all of you here and play dates. You don’t need to sleep under the same roof for that to happen.”
I sighed, she wasn’t making this easy. “I don’t want you living alone in this big house.”
“My ears must have been mistaken, because surely you’re aware that I am a grown ass woman who can take care of myself. I run a successful business and I’m on my feet ten plus hours a day. Do you really think I can’t handle living alone?”
“Well no, but—“
“Besides, I already found a roommate,” my grandma interrupted me. “You keep this up and I’ll give her your room instead of the spare guest room.”
“Wait, you found a roommate?” I questioned. “Who do you like enough to invite them for that?”
My grandmother might have been as sweet as the pie she served in her diner, but when it came to her home, while she was welcoming of everyone, she was very particular who she let into her personal life. The talking to she was giving me right now was a perfect example of the harsh love she loved to dole out.
“I was talking to Lindsay at the barbecue, and apparently she’s in a bit of a pinch thanks to that no good ex boyfriend of hers,” Beatty said. “I offered up my shotgun, but she accepted the room instead.”
I had noticed that Lindsay seemed a bit down at Theo’s birthday party, but I hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to her much since our girls night. It looked like we were in desperate need of another one.
“When is she moving in?”
“She called while you were out and should be heading over shortly,” she said. “Apparently, she hasn’t told many people about it so I doubt she’ll want to get into it tonight.”
“So basically what you’re saying is that you have solved all of my concerns yourself and that I should just go with my pack already?”
“I’ve only been saying that for the last ten minutes, sweetheart, and that was after giving you a week to try to figure it out yourself,” she said, with a sigh. “Now go on and go. I’ll see you at the Summer Festival.”
Relief filled me at her words. She would be okay. She wouldn’t be alone. And she sure as hell would use that stubborn attitude of hers to make sure we still have those memories I so desperately wanted to make.
Just because I was moving on to a new chapter in my life with my pack, didn’t mean I was losing my past. If anything, I was embracing it.
I didn’t bother going upstairs to pack a bag, like I said, the guys already provided everything I could possibly need there.
All I wanted at that moment was to see them.
