Page 1 of A Moment for Us
Chapter 1
Delia
Iam the most pathetic person in the world.
There. I’ve said it. I don’t want to be anymore and, therefore, I’m over Joshua Parkerson.
Over. Him.
He’s not interested. He’s made it abundantly clear that I’m not the girl for him, and that means I’m moving on.
Just as soon as I figure out how to stop staring into those blue eyes and wanting to weep.
“Delia?” my best friend, Jessica, snaps her fingers in front of my face. “You there?”
“Yeah, sorry.”
She watches me, her lips pursed, and then sighs. “If it’s any consolation, I believe he has feelings for you. He’s just stubborn.”
That really isn’t any consolation because nothing will ever change. We dance around our attraction, pretending we don’t want each other—or well, he does. He kisses me, then leaves. He looks at me like he wants to devour me and then runs away, acting as though I’m crazy.
Well, I’m not going to be like this anymore. I’m so over him.
Yup.
It’s his fault, really. If he hadn’t been so damn sweet the night we talked for hours, I never would’ve loved him.
But he was, and these are the consequences.
It only got worse over time. He was older, smarter, funnier than all the stupid boys I met. Since Alex Parkerson was my best friend, I was also around Josh all the time, and that made my stupid heart his.
That time is over though. Josh doesn’t want me, and I am done chasing him.
“It doesn’t matter,” I reassure her. “I’m over him.”
That earns me a laugh. “You are?”
“I am.”
“And when did this revelation happen?”
I shrug, looking down at the birthday cake on the table. “Just now. I’ve decided enough is enough.”
“Well, I hope this one lasts longer than the last time.”
I would love to tell her off, but the reality is . . . she’s right. I’ve been down this road before, and I was doing fine until his broody, sexy ass showed back up in Willow Creek Valley. Since then, I’ve been back on the love train that always stops in the station of loneliness.
“It will.”
Maybe.
But today is not a day for me to think or worry about Josh and his issues. It’s a really special day, it’s Grayson’s daughter’s birthday. Today we celebrate Amelia and all her wonderfulness. Jessica has outdone herself planning this shindig for her new stepdaughter that she loves.
“Can you carry this cake for me? I swear I can’t smell it without wanting to be sick,” Jess explains as she pushes it toward me.
“Wasn’t the sickness supposed to end?”
“It was,” Jess says, rubbing her swollen belly. “I started to feel better, and then last week, it was hell again. The smell of vanilla is what’s really killing me, which is a load of fun sinceeverythinghas some hint of it.”
