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Chapter Thirty-Five
Lucy
AftersurprisingWesathis truck last night, I completely forgot to actually wish him luck for today. The sole reason I was there. Okay, not the sole reason, but the main one. Okay, not that either but…ugh!
I knew he was nervous after seeing him in the lunchroom and hated not being able to do anything about it. Not that I calmed him down when actually given the chance. But he definitely hadmeforgetting all of life’s problems. When Wes takes control like that, he completely owns me, and I can’t get enough. But I probably should have—
“Can I have a sleepover, Mom?” Katie asks out of the blue, cutting off my inappropriate thoughts. She’s playing beside me while I finish the breakfast dishes.And daydream, apparently.
“Ah, sure,” I say, acting very interested in the plate I’m cleaning so she can’t see my blush. “Shall we invite Aunty Summer again?”
“No. I want Wes,” she quickly responds, not even looking up from the figurine she’s playing with. The plate I’m holding drops in the sink, and I spin around, my hands covered in bubbles. “Wes?”
“Yep.”That’s it. That’s all she gives me.
“Um, well, I guess I could ask him.”
“Tell him we have popcorn and if we’re really good we might get chocolate milk.”
I have to bite back a smile before responding. “How could he possibly say no?”
When she finally looks up at me, her face shines with a confident smile as she replies, “Exactly,” before going back to her toy.
Exactly. I mean, what more could you want?
“We’ve got your party this coming weekend too. How about I invite him to that and then we’ll see.”
“Okay.”
Okay. It seems so easy; why am I nervous?
“Can Greg come?”
What?! “To the sleepover?”That’s not happening.
“No, the party.”
My chest tightens, but I put on a smile when I look her way and give a noncommittal answer. “I don’t know, sweetie. You can invite Wes to the party after the game today. Greg might be busy. Now you better grab your bag because Delilah will be here soon to pick you up.”
“Yes!” She runs off to her room, singing as she goes. Joel and Delilah are taking her to the game today while I work. Did I use that as a distraction just now, knowing Delilah was still thirty minutes away? Yes. But I needed to change the topic away from Greg. Even though I know the guilt will hit me and I’ll end up inviting him.
Why does my life have to be so complicated?
I sneak down to the perimeter of the field a couple of times during the game, but most of my day is spent in my room. It’s a close one, but when the whistle blows, we get the win, and I’m both thrilledand relievedfor Wes.
I’m finishing up with one of the players when I hear Katie in the hall.
“Hold up, Katie. Your mom’s door is closed so she might have someone in there,” Del says, and I can picture Katie stopping right away, something that never happens when I ask.
“She should be almost done,” Wes’s deep voice follows, and it takes work on my part not to react. “I’ll pop in and see how they’re doing. How about you show Joel and Delilah my office?”
A knock comes seconds later before the door creaks open and Wes’s gorgeous face peers through. “Are you decent?” he says with his eyes closed.
Jackson’s mouth forms an O and he panics.
“Stop being an ass, Wes,” I call out. “Of course we’re decent.”
He opens his eyes and walks deeper into the room, his shoulders lifting into a shrug. “You never know who’s sneaking around in this place.”
