Page 69 of Needing to Fall
“I’m behind you whatever you decide,” she told me.
I had to ask, “What would you do?”
She sucked in a breath and thought a moment before she spoke. “I’m not you, so whatever I say here isn’t going to be a right way or a wrong way. You know you have a choice here. You need to ask yourself this: Can you live with yourself not telling his twin? Can you live with letting Drew only live inside of you? If you answer yes, then you keep it to yourself. If you answer no, then you tell Devin.”
I thought about her questions. They were logical and precise, everything I had expected from Andi.
“I need some time to think, but your questions are good. I just don’t have the answers right now. It’s all too fresh. I need to let it soak in.”
Confliction rolled through me as images of the Drew I knew scattered in my head. I felt my lip tip up at the recollections of him. He was a good guy, the best.
She gave my hands a soft, reassuring squeeze. “All right, I have to make brownies for my parents’ house tomorrow. Family dinner.” She rolled her eyes, and I laughed.
Andi loved going to family dinners and sometimes took me with her. She always made the best brownies. Not to mention, I loved how she turned the subject around, letting me release all the buildup.
I quirked a brow. “Do you want me to help you?”
She full-out laughed. “Nope, just come and talk to me while I cook.”
It was my turn to laugh. “Now that, I can do.”
The afternoon was spent making brownies and talking to my best friend. It was comforting, and Andi did it all naturally.
***
The bar was busy, which was good. It gave me little time to think about anything except filling orders and cashing people out. It was a nice change of pace from all the heavy, emotional stuff over the last couple of days.
As I locked down the bar and finished with cleaning, my cell buzzed in my back pocket. I looked at the display, readingLynx Calling.I answered immediately with a goofy smile on my face.
“Hey.”
“Hey, babe. I’m outside.”
“Be right out.”
I hollered good-bye to the other bartender and a couple of the waitresses who were flipping the chairs up on the tables and went out to Lynx.
Walking out into the cool night air, I loved the feeling of it on my face. It gave me the same sensation I felt when Lynx pushed me on the swing: freedom.
Lynx stood next to his truck, his arms crossed, as handsome as ever. I had never believed in good things happening, especially to a person like me, but he was my happy, and I took him gratefully.
I walked right into his arms, hugging him as he kissed the top of my hair then my temple. I loved when he did that.
“Have a good night?”
“Yeah, tips were good, so that’s a bonus. I’ll have enough soon for a place.”
Lynx’s arm tightened, and I looked up. “What?”
“Babe, you have a place.”
I scrunched my brows in confusion. “I live with Andi,” I reminded him.
“And whose bed do you sleep in at night?” Theduhlight bulb went off.
“With you.”
He kissed my lips softly. “Yeah, with me. So, when you’re ready, which babe, needs to be soon”—he smiled that sexy smile and I melted—“we’ll move all your shit to the house.”
