Page 40 of Holiday Hire

"He doesn't seem to be the type who changes his mind very easily. I'm trying my best, but…"

She scoffs. "Oh, we know you're trying. But don't worry. Everybody sees how good you are for the boys and him."

"Him?" I question, the heat rising in my cheeks, which I hate.

"Yeah, he needs help too. You're good for him. But anyway, let's talk about important stuff." She leans closer, lowers her voice, and states, "There are two bull riders I think you're going to be into tonight."

I sigh, asserting, "Willow, I don't want to get into a relationship right now. I need time to consider whether I want Lance in my life or not."

She shrugs. "Yes, but you're taking space. You're on a break. That means you get to see what's out there. Right?" Her eyes dazzle brighter.

I don't know how to answer her question. The thought of Lance seeing what else is out there, hurts. And I don't think it's fair to do that to him because I wouldn't want him to see anyone else.

A new flash of panic hits me.

Will he do that?

No, he wouldn't.

How do I know?

He might've done it before,I remind myself, the sick feeling in my gut reappearing over all the nights I've spent wondering if he's been faithful.

Willow's eyes turn to slits. "Why do you look sad again?"

"No reason. I just don't think I'm ready to date anyone," I confess.

She puts her arm around mine and leads me through the house. "That's okay. You don't have to date them. You can just have some fun."

I stay quiet.

"Hint, hint," she nudges.

I laugh, stating, "While that sounds really appealing, I don't know."

We step out onto the porch. A gust of wind hits me, and I cross my arms over my chest, wondering if I should grab a jacket.

Willow adds, "Tell you what, why don't I just introduce you to them and then whatever happens from there is your call?"

I stare at her. "You won't push me to do anything?"

She puts her hands in the air. "Nope. Scout's honor."

"You promise?"

"Promise," she sing-songs.

I cave. "Okay, fine. You can introduce me to them."

She claps her hands and beams at me. "Great. Now, let's talk about what you're going to wear tonight. I have a few gifts for you."

7

Alexander

"Where are they?" I question the boys, annoyed. But it figures. Anytime Willow's involved with anyone, we're late.

Standing near the truck, I put my hand on my hip and stare at the front door. It opens, and my sister and Phoebe step out.

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