Page 33 of I Want You
Her tone changed, a gentleness in her voice that wasn’t there before. “Are you going to tell me what happened?”
I was already sick and tired of telling people, but I wouldrather she hear it from me than through the gossip line. “Juliet told me who the father was.”
I heard her suck in a breath. “Seriously? I can’t believe they would do that to you.”
“Believe it,” I huffed. “Doesn’t matter. I hope they’re happy together. Actually, that’s not true. I hope they make each other as miserable as she and I have been for years.”
Seb chuckled. “Jules doesn’t have the capacity for happiness. No worries there.”
We pulled up to Scarlett’s apartment, and I moved to open the door. Stiffness was setting in, the areas where Monroe had made contact throbbing.
“Don’t get out. I’m fine,” she said.
“Let me walk you to your door.”
“No. You rest.”
“You’ll flick the lights?” That was our sign that she got in okay. Every time I had dropped Scarlett off for any reason, I would walk her to the building’s front door and then wait for her to get to her apartment. She’d flick the lights three times, letting me know she was safely inside.
“I’ll flick the lights,” she confirmed. “Good night, Luke.”
“Night, Letty.”
“Yeah. Have a good night, Scarlett,” Seb said, amusement in his voice.
“Night, Seb,” Scarlett said quickly, a pretty blush creeping up her cheeks.
We waited in the car until I saw three quick flicks from her living room window.
“You still want to say there’s nothing there between you and Scarlett?” Seb asked with a smirk as we drove away.
“There’s nothing going on between us,” I said.
“I didn’t say something wasgoing on…” He didn’t, but I left his insinuation hanging, not ready to dig into it yet. Because the truth was, there was something between us. An energy that I only felt when I was with her. But I was too tired, sore, and still a little too drunk to deal with it right now.
10
Scarlett
“That smells delicious.” Aurora walked out of her bedroom and into the kitchen. The scents of coffee and bacon may have had something to do with her getting out of bed at the early hour of 11:00 a.m.
“Breakfast, or more like brunch, is almost ready. Make yourself some coffee,” I told her. I was going to miss having my sister around. In just a couple of days, she was heading off to the opposite coast. The time that we’d spent together this summer meant the world to me.
Aurora poured herself a cup of coffee and pulled herself onto the counter next to me. “How’s Luke?”
“He’ll be fine. Bruised. Sore. But no permanent damage done.”
“Did he tell you why he threw down with that guy?”
“That guyis a fellow police officer and his partner on the Karrigan murder case.”
Aurora’s eyes widen in surprise. “Wow. Okay. So, what’s the beef? It must be something good.”
I pulled the bacon off the stove, setting it on a paper towelto soak up some of the grease. “Do you remember when I told you his wife has been having an affair?”
“Good God. I thought you said that Calla Bay was a wholesome, safe town.”
“It is.” My defense of Calla Bay came quickly to my lips.
