Page 37 of Sinful Skulls
When we pull into Dirk’s driveway, I spot Ash’s truck. “It looks like we’re not the only ones who planned a mountain getaway.”
Daisy glances around. “Wow, this is incredible. Do you know who’s here?”
“Yeah, it’s one of my best friends. He’s been in treatment. I haven’t seen him in months.”
“Oh, then we should definitely at least go in and say hi.”
“Are you sure you’re up to it?”
Her head pulls back. “Yeah, of course. I’m feeling much better. I just needed a little sleep.”
“A little?”
“Ha ha. Okay, so I needed a lot.”
I hop out and round the truck opening her door for her. She gets out, takes a deep breath, and then spins in a circle.
“I love it.”
The color is slowly returning to her cheeks, and I’m starting to see more and more of the girl I met on the beach.
Ash greets us warmly, but then he points upstairs and ushers us outside.
“Lexie is upstairs hiding from me. Dirk and the others left her with me this morning, but she’s being stubborn. They didn’t bring her makeup, so she’s refusing to come down. Like fuck, I don’t care what she looks like, I just want to see her.”
Daisy’s eyes go back to the cabin.
“Lexie is the woman of Ash’s dreams, but she thinks he’s too good for her. She’s been a straight up brat, putting herself in all kinds of bad situations,” I tell her.
“Why would she think that?” Her gaze bounces between me and Ash.
“Ash here is a straight up hero.”
She smiles at him. “But you want her despite her flaws.”
He nods. “I’m willing to love all of her. She’s a beautiful person; she just doesn’t see it yet.”
Daisy tips her head back to look up at me. “Maybe I can get her down.”
I raise an eyebrow. “She’ll hurt your feelings,” I warn.
“Oh, come on. She can’t be that bad.”
Ash and I both laugh, letting her know that we’re kidding. Sort of.
“I’m going to give it a shot.” She grabs her bag out of the truck and then heads inside.
She’s not gone long before she comes out and relays her plan to us. “So, what do you think?” she asks.
Ash looks to me to answer. “You think you can open her eyes?”
“I know I can. She’s gorgeous.”
My eyes narrow on her. I don’t know if she’s up to this. She’s had a rough last few days. “It’s not what you usually paint.”
“I know.”
We stare at each other, but I can see how bad she wants to do this.
