Page 61 of Wasted Time


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“She didn’t understand it,” Josie admitted. “It wouldn’t be something that would interest her, but she trusted that I knew what I was doing.” She squeezed my arm. “However, I still did it alone. No one had my back. When I moved here, I didn’t know a soul, but that was a part of the adventure and the challenge.”

“Weren’t you afraid of losing your mom’s support?”

She shook her head. “No, I wasn’t. I wanted to leave my mark on something, and with or without her support, I intended to do that. I was lucky enough to find people in this town who gave me what I didn’t have at home, a network of friends who always had my back, and over the years, those friends became my family.”

“Do you miss the lifestyle you grew up in?”

She laughed. “Not even a little bit. I was never interested in most of the things the people in my mother’s circle cared about. I wanted something else, something different.” She laid her hand on my arm. “Are you afraid of losing your family or your lifestyle if you choose to accept Bree’s offer?”

Shifting my eyes, I stared at my hands folded together in my lap and answered quietly. “I’ll lose everything.” I glanced at her. “I’ve seen it happen. Not to mention the hit my family’s reputation will take and has taken because of me, and that means everything to them. It’s not an easy decision to make.”

“No, it isn’t,” she replied quietly, and I was relieved to hear the others around us still talking, hoping they couldn’t hear what we were saying. “But I can tell you from personal experience that some of the most terrifying decisions I’ve made have given me the greatest outcomes.”

“What if I fail?”

She smiled. “With the right people by your side, you will never fail. They won’t let you.”

“Let’s go outside,” Becs announced, and we both looked up. “It’s nice out, and we don’t know how many more warm nights we’re gonna get.”

Everyone agreed and started to move toward the hallway, but I waited for Tank. When he finished talking to Race, he headed toward me and stopped in front of my stool. “You good?”

“Yeah.” I smiled. “I’m good.”

“Bear sent out a text letting people know we’re having a bonfire, so, depending on what people are doing tonight, it could get a little crazy.”

I tilted my head to the side. “Crazier than last time?”

He grinned. “You never know.”

Just then the door was shoved open and Dozer walked through. “Hey.”

He jerked up his chin and wiggled his eyebrows. “Hey, Jane.”

Tank grinned. “Knock it off, jackass.”

“Hi, Dozer.” I smiled and pointed at the bathroom. “I’m going to the bathroom before we go outside.”

Tank didn’t answer, so I slid from the stool and headed to the bathroom. I was finishing up when I heard their voices. It sounded like Tank and Dozer were walking toward the hallway, but they were still talking and probably louder than they thought they were.

“Any damage to your truck?”

“No.”

I dried my hands and moved to stand beside the door. I didn’t want to interrupt by leaving the bathroom, but I felt like I was eavesdropping by just standing near the door.

“Any idea who’s targeting you?”

“None. We’re keeping an eye out,” he replied.

“Widows?”

“Maybe, but this felt personal.”

Targeting him? What did that mean? Not feeling right about listening, I shoved open the door and stepped out.

Their heads snapped in my direction, and Dozer lifted his hand to squeeze Tank’s shoulder. “See ya outside.”

Tank’s eyes stayed on me, but he jerked up his chin, and Dozer moved down the hallway. “You good?”

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