He shakes his head. “No, not still. I’m happy she’s happy. But that’s the thing, it’s like everyone fits in here.”
“You do too, Alex. You’re a Parkerson.”
“I know, and when I came back, I didn’t really think about it. Gray needed us, and I would never leave my brother hanging.” I take a sip of my champagne, waiting for him to say more. “Forget it,” he says with a laugh. “I’m being a fucking idiot. Willow Creek is my home, and my siblings are what matter.”
There’s more he wants to say, but my asking him to elaborate won’t help. So, I just smile.
“You’re a good man.”
“I’m also smart.”
“And humble,” I add.
“My smart comment was because I see what the hell is going on with you and Josh.”
I take another sip, not wanting to implicate myself. He’s as good at waiting as I am, though. “There’s nothing with me and Josh.”
He tilts his head to the side. “Really?”
“Yup.”
“Okay then.”
“I’m over him,” I say again for the benefit of both of us.
“Right.”
“I am.”
I look over at Josh, who is staring back at me. My heart is pounding, and I feel dizzy. God, he’s so damn hot. I want to run to him, pull him into the woods, and get dirty in a whole other way.
I need a shrink.
I look back to Alex, and he chuckles. “Right. You’re completely over him.”
I wonder how long it’ll take before I start believing my own lie.
Chapter 7
Joshua
Sometimes things are just perfect. This is one of those times. I was tasked with coming over to Delia’s home to measure.
That’s not all I plan to do on the floor here.
She’s still wearing the dress she had on at Stella’s party, and I fight back the urge to maul her.
“Hey.”
She swallows deeply and lets out a slow sigh. “Hi. Look, you don’t have to do this. I’m sure you have better things to do.”
I grin at the opening. “I can think of a few things that are better for the floor than measuring.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Now I feel like a dick. “Right. Of course not.”
“It’s not that I don’t want to have sex again,” Delia says quickly.