Page 53 of The Reno
I wanted to bang my head on the exposed wooden beams until it bled.
“I’ll leave you to it,” Liam said. He walked towards the door and put his hand on the door handle, but he turned back towards me. “We can do some dinners if you like.”
“Oh, you don’t have to do that—”
He shrugged. “I’ll be cooking anyway, and I make too much.”
“Oh, okay. That would be nice.” I smiled. “I usually forget to eat.”
Liam frowned. “You forget to eat?”
“Yeah, it’s a whole—thing.”
“A whole thing?”
“It’s my ADHD. I struggle to remember. My friend, Willa, brings me food to my desk and forces me to eat at work. I get so focused on a brief for a client that I forgetto eat.”
Liam was still frowning, so I went on.
“It’s like I’m…” I searched for an example. “I’m like a runaway train. I’m impossible to stop. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t. Some people like me get irrationally angry if they are interrupted in their flow. I can get like that sometimes. It depends.”
“You need to eat. I’ll make enough for two.”
“Only if you have extra, don’t go out of your way…” I petered off, but Liam had already opened the door and walked into the light splattering of rain.
“Lock the door, Red,” he called out.
“Well, good night!” I shouted back louder and went to shower all the rain and mud off myself. In the shower, as much as I tried to stop it, my mind couldn’t help but drift to brown eyes and cedar cologne.
FOURTEEN
Kat’s To-Do List
FIND OLD TO-DO LISTS!!!Buy a new notebook
Book design appointments (kitchen/bathroom)
Thank-you card for Pat (for brownies)
Redesign social club event flyers (they are gross)
