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“For once, I’m glad it’s not me.” His eyes run up the length of my body. “You look…interesting.”
My hands ball up against my sides. “I see why you don’t compliment others often.”
His brows scrunch. “Why?”
“You genuinely suck at it.”
He frowns as a faint blush creeps up his neck. “I was trying to be nice.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m stupid,” he grumbles.
“It only took you thirty years to finally admit what I’ve been trying to prove all along.”
He frowns hard enough to reveal a few wrinkles.
I have an extra bounce in my step as I walk up to the house in my non-industrial booties.
His phone rings before he has a chance to say something.He checks the screen before showing me the caller ID. “Do you mind if I take this?”
“Tell your mom I say hi.”
Julian does what I ask. Whatever his mom says has him turning away from me. I’m nosy, so it kills me to only catch bits and pieces of the conversation, especially when his mom makes him laugh.
Good God.Julian’s laughs don’t come often, but when they do, my whole world stops for a few seconds so I can process the sound.
His affection for his mother is not only genuine but frustratingly endearing. My stomach dips as he laughs and promises to stop by his mom’s place after work because she is having issues with her leaking kitchen faucet.
Julian has more money than he could possibly spend in this lifetime and a roster of people who could fix a faucet in ten minutes flat, yet he offers to help instead.
Are you surprised after he spent an hour fixing your dishwasher because he refused to give up and call for help?
“Bye, Ma.Nos vemos luego.” Julian hangs up before walking down the creaking stairs. “Hey. Sorry about that.”
“Everything okay?”
He tucks his phone into the inside pocket of his gray suit. “Besides the sink, yeah. She couldn’t resist going over a few things about the Harvest Festival too.”
“Oh? Is that coming up soon?” I feign ignorance.
Nos vemos luego:See you later.
His brows pull together. “You’ve been gone for a while, but not that long.”
“Hm.”
Lake Wisteria has four huge events each year to celebrate the different seasons: fall’s Harvest Festival; the Lake Wistmas Holiday Extravaganza; spring’s Food, Wine, and Flowers Weekend; and the famous summer Strawberry Festival. The entire town pitches in to help throw each event, and people from all over the state come and visit.
I’ve tried my hardest to block the upcoming Harvest Festival from my mind, but my days of ignorant bliss will soon come to an end since it’s only a matter of time before my mom asks me to help with the Muñoz booth.
Everyone so far has been nothing but welcoming.
Doesn’t mean all the visitors from neighboring towns will be.
His gaze narrows.
I move around him and head toward the front steps. Julian unlocks the door, and the hinges groan as it swings open and bangs against the wall, sending dust flying everywhere.
