Page 105 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
“I’m extremely confused about the interpretive dance option? Though honestly, depending on the topic, I’d much rather do a dance than write a research paper,” he told me as we navigated the icy, snowy campus.
“Mmmm, you can dance for me anytime, Sexypants. It’s something my dad always offers his students, and usually there’s a couple of takers,” I replied. Though not as many as you’d think.
We got on the metro, and I sank down into an empty seat, and checked my phone.
Dad
I hope your class went well. So proud of you getting to teach it!
Aww, he was?
Me
Thanks, Dad. It’s going to be a great class. Might even have a few dancers.
Dad
I love it. I might have some, too.
Jonas was beside me and leaned in. “Oh, your dad texted. That’s nice.”
“He did. Creed and Hale texted too, but I’m not speaking to Hale.” I scowled. I still couldn’t believe he’d crashed my car and didn’t tell me.
But I texted Creed back, telling him what I told Dad.
“Hale’s a lot,” Jonas agreed, texting someone on his phone. “Though I did some street racing and motorcycle recklessness when I was younger, so I understand the appeal. But I wasn’t racing a borrowed luxury car or engineering test-proof party drugs.”
“I bought that car myself.” Right now, I couldn’t afford to get another, and I wasn’t going to let my sister buy me a car, because she needed to save her money and be responsible.
At least we had great public transportation here.
“I know, Sweet Girl.” He hugged me to him. “You’re strong and independent and self-sufficient, and I love that about you. But you don’t always have to be. You have us now.”
I was so happy for that. A picture of Dean and Grif popped up on my phone. “Are those two okay out on their own?”
How much did Grif not being a beta change things?
Jonas kissed my temple. “They’re not far. We can get to them if we need to.” The metro slowed, and he stood, offering me his hand. “This is our stop.”
I took his hand, and we got off the metro, navigating the people and stairs with my crutch as we exited the station. Jonas led me down a few streets until we got to a massive outdoor food market filled with vendors selling everything from meat and produce to clothes and sunglasses.
Delicious smells teased my nose, making my mouth water. It was far beyond the farmer’s markets we had back home in Research Circle.
Jonas grinned. “This place is amazing. Let me show you my favorites.”
“I have them.” Jonas took the bags off my lap as the metro stopped.
We disembarked and walked toward their penthouse. The sky had gone gray. A chill hung in the air, but it wasn’t supposed to snow again tonight.
They’d tried so hard to make Mercy and me feel welcome. Last night, she’d been with AJ in the upstairs office as he explained something she was learning in her online finance class. It was sweet. Also, she’d been let in on Grif’s secret, but Mercy was epic at keeping secrets.
“Hey, I need to see something in the parking garage, come with me?” Jonas asked, as we got in the elevator, taking it down instead of up, bags of food on his arms.
“Sure.” Leaning on my crutch, I tried to calculate in my head if I had enough time to frost Dean’s cake the way I wanted before I had to go to the arena with Mercy.
We headed toward the SUV, which was parked next to their 4x4. Next to that was ahot pinksports car.
With agiantbow on it like we were in a holiday car commercial.
