Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
My eyes widen. “Oh my gosh. And? What did you say?”
“I told him I’d think about it.” She scrunches her nose. “Holly is only fourteen. I feel she’s too young to start dating, but if I say no, she might do things behind my back.” Worry fills her eyes. “What do you think I should do?”
“Gosh, I don’t know. I have zero parenting experience.” I think for a moment. “Maybe you could say yes on condition that you go with them. If they go watch a movie, you could sit a few rows away?”
Jill’s face lights up. “That’s a great idea!” Climbing to her feet, she hurries toward the front door. “I’m going to give Holly the good news and let you wake up in peace and quiet. See you later.”
“Bye.”
When she pulls the door shut behind her, I continue to drink my tea while trying to make sense of the last hour.
What a crappy way to wake up.
Rising to my feet, I walk to the kitchen to make myself another cup of tea. With the steaming beverage in hand, I head outside and take a seat at the table.
I stare at the trees while my thoughts revolve around Levi.
He was so patient and kind when we had dinner, but today he was cold and standoffish.
Suddenly, Lick’s snout nudges against my thigh, and it takes all my strength not to look at Levi’s house to see if he’s coming outside as well.
“Hey, girl,” I murmur while brushing my palm over her soft fur. “I heard you had a rough day.”
“I’m sorry.” Levi’s voice sounds rough and deep, and it sends a wave of goose bumps spreading through my body. When he sits down in the other chair, I glance at him.
He’s dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweater that looks as soft as Lick’s fur.
Feeling relieved that I get to interact with him again, my tone is gentle as I reply, “It’s okay.”
He shakes his head and glances over the yard. “I ran away from home when I was sixteen. I got married when I was young and stupid, but it didn’t even last a year. Since then, I’ve been on my own. It’s become very difficult to interact with people.”
My eyebrows draw together, and there’s an intense pang of sadness in my heart, learning that he’s been alone for such a long time.
“How old are you?”
His gaze turns back to me. “Thirty-three.”
We’re quiet for a little while before I say, “Well, if you’re looking for a friend, it just so happens I have a spot open.”
The corner of his mouth lifts. “Yeah? You don’t mind being friends with a grumpy asshole?”
“Not at all.” I let out a sigh. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not the most social person in town. We’re two peas in a pod.”
Silence falls between us while Lick soaks up all the attention I’m giving her. “Where’s your ball?”
She darts away like a bat out of hell to fetch her toy inside the house before coming back. She drops the ball near my chair, then stares at it, her tongue already hanging out.
I throw as hard as I can, and Lick tears across the yard to fetch it.
“I have a couple of steaks and was thinking of firing up the grill,” Levi says, his tone much kinder. “Want to join me?”
Keeping my attention on Lick, I answer, “That sounds nice. I can make corn on the cob.”
“Sounds good.” He gets up, and when he walks back to his house, I steal a glance at him.
His broad shoulders and trim waist have my stomach fluttering, and I frown at myself.
You have to kill the attraction before it gets out of hand. Levi is clearly not interested in anything romantic, and you shouldn’t be either.
Chapter 8
Kelcie
While I make sure the corn on the cob doesn’t burn, Levi keeps an eye on the steaks.
He cuts off a piece and sets it aside. When he notices I’m looking, he explains, “I’m letting it cool down for Lick.”
“Why did you name her Lick?”
“Because as a puppy, she used to lick every damn thing she could get her tongue on.”
I let out a chuckle and remove the corn on the cob, then head into Levi’s kitchen to set them down on our plates. Seconds later, he joins me with the steaks.
I glance around, and spotting drawers, I try the top one. “Bingo.” I grab knives and forks for us before asking, “Where do you want to eat?”
He gestures at the kitchen table. “We can sit here.”
While I set the silverware down, Levi brings our plates before heading to the fridge. “I have beer and water.”
“A beer will be great.”
Sitting down, I try to ignore the burst of happiness I feel because I’m getting to hang out with Levi. It’s the first time in a really long while since I’ve felt something positive.