Page 17 of Finding Fate

“Well, would you rather her be with Wesley instead?”

A flash of anger tore through his middle, and he scowled. “Hell no, something’s been bugging me about that for weeks, but after seeing that today...I get it now. He still flirts with other girls when he should be fucking thrilled that he gets Izzy. He doesn’t even really know her. If he did, he’d know she’d never put up with that. He doesn’t deserve her. She deserves someone who…”

“Someone who…” Jet encouraged, trying to drag Tucker into what he needed to see.

“Someone…better,” Tucker exhaled finally, giving in. “Someone who knows she loves kids almost as much as dancing. That her favorite food is bean and cheese nachos, but with the queso sauce. That she sleeps with a nightlight because she’s afraid of the dark. She loves purple, but only the right shades. Her regrets. Her fears. That lightning scares her, but she thinks it’s the most beautiful thing in nature.” Tucker gripped his neck, exhausted from warring with himself. “Who else would get that, man?”

“No one.”

They rode in silence for a few minutes as they came back into town. Tucker processing and Jet knowing to wait. They pulled up in front of the Patterson’s large house, the sounds of their siblings playing coming from his yard.

Tucker paused before opening his door, realization finally washing over him. “I like Izzy.”

Jet nodded. “Now, what are you going to do about it?”

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