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“It’s a surprise,” Evan said. “You’re fine how you are.”
The idea made me warm and tingly inside. “What will you do tonight? I don’t want you to be left out.”
“I’m going to go for a ride on the back of Brennan’s motorcycle.” He winked.
“That sounds fun. He has a motorcycle?” Huh. Brennan didn’t strike me as the type.
Evan nodded. “He does. Jett and I have them, too. Bren looks amazing on his. So do I.”
I looked over at Rose as she put the box of beads on the shelf. “Will she be okay?”
“Eventually. I’ve seen this a million times. The sibling that’s sacrificed themselves gets angry that no one else will. Or the one that’s parentified. Or is the scapegoat. Or was the golden child until someone became an omega. There can be a lot of anger and animosity among siblings,” he said.
“I get that.”
Evan ran his hand through my hair. “Wes will meet you in the front. Have fun. I’m going to get back to Rose.”
“Go take care of Rose–and have fun on your date.” I checked my phone and saw that he’d just texted.Here.With a wave, I went to find Wes.
Chapter Thirty-One
Wes
“Hi, Peaches.” I gave Grace a kiss as she climbed into the front seat of my truck.
“Hi. Where are we going?” she asked, a little giddy.
“Surprise. Did everything go okay at the doctor?” I drove toward the urban lake.
She shook her head, defeat on her face. “It could takemonthsto get my memories back.”
“It’s okay.” It seemed about right from what I’d read, but I could see that she was upset.
“Is it?” She sniffed.
Reaching over, I squeezed her hand. “I’m right here, what do you need?”
“I don’t know. What if I put you in danger? Or if the temporal police come after me? What if I can’t make a place for myself here?” Tears pricked her eyes as she gazed at me.
She’d told me yesterday about Spencer telling her that it would be safer not to try to get home. I was all for her staying, but I understood her being shaken by the choice beingtakenfrom her–her worry that she’d unknowingly done something wrong. Not that I understood how and why Spencer even knew all of that.
“We will deal with everything as it comes. You can fit in here. You already do.” I squeezed her hand again.
The bond between us still wasn’t very strong. At times like this, I wish I got more than flickers–and that she could feelmemore than she did. I wanted to soothe that anxiety and show her that we belonged together.
“So, I take this job with Spence, stay with you and Evan, and it’ll all… work out?” She frowned. “I still don’t think I’m smart enough for what he wants me to do.”
“You are. But, if you’re not comfortable, then find a different project, or pitch your own. If you don’t want to work with Spence, we’ll find you another job.” It would be easier if she worked for Spencer. Both because I’d feel better with her close by and with her having a fake record.
While she needed a record, it was a little weird thatEvanof all people had it set up. What work friend had that job at the Center?
She sighed. “I feel like such an impostor.”
My heart broke. How could I fix feelings like that?
“Please don’t. You’re the most genuine person I know.” Well, her and Evan, which was probably why they were so delightful together. I squeezed her hand again.
“Thanks, Boo-Bear.” She gave me a shy smile.
