Page 137 of Only With Me
“My littlesister?” Delilah snaps at him, folding her arms across her chest. “How long has this been goin’ on?”
“A month,” I say at the same time Waylon says, “A couple weeks.”
I narrow my eyes and look back at him. We weren’ttogetherat the start of my lessons but we started talking before he confessed he wanted me.
Delilah’s brows furrow in confusion. “Which one is it?”
Waylon scrubs a hand over his scruffy jawline. “We started talkin’ New Year’s Eve.”
“So…over three weeks?” She gives him a pointed look.
Before either of us can answer, Noah opens the door, not realizing what she’s walking into.
“Oh, hey.” Noah notices Delilah’s pissed off expression and then glaces at Waylon and me. “Uh oh…did y’all not tell her yet?”
Delilah shoots daggers at Waylon and me. “Am I the last one to know?”
“To be fair, I didn’t know that Noah did,” Waylon says.
“Oh, please.” Noah snorts. “I know a secret relationship when I see it. Y’all weren’t very discreet. He never came to watch you practice in the four years since you started and suddenly he’s showin’ up. Waylon’s on his phone way more than I’ve ever seen him. Harlow coming to trainin’ exhausted like she stayed out the night before. I was young and sneakin’ around with Fisher once, too.”
Oh my God.
My cheeks flush with embarrassment.
“Great…” Delilah feigns excitement. “So glad my ex is corruptin’ my baby sister.”
Like a dagger to my heart, I hate that she still sees me as a little kid.
“If anythin’, I’ve corrupted him,” I blurt. “I’m not a child anymore, Delilah.”
I turn twenty-one in less than two months. But in her eyes, I’m a fragile kid who’s on bedrest and needs her help for everything.
“Yeah, I don’t need details.” Delilah moves her gaze to me. “Do Mom and Dad know?”
I swallow hard and nod. “Yeah, he spent Saturday at the house playing games.”
“And they’re okay with you datin’ my ex?” she asks in shock. “Who’s over a decade older than you?”
Nervously, I suck in my lip. “Yeah, they love him.”
And I’m falling hard for him, too.
After an awkward amount of silence, Delilah says, “Okay, well I need to grab Jasmine’s saddle. Excuse me.”
Realizing we’re in her way, Waylon and I move to the side and she silently grabs it from the rack.
Noah grabs what she came in for and then Waylon and I are left alone.
“Well…that went as expected,” I say. “She’ll come around.”
Waylon sighs. “Hopefully. I thought she was gonna kick me in the balls before Noah came in.”
I chuckle lightly. “Saved by your sister.”
He scratches his cheek. “Yeah, I can’t believe she knew…”
“Do you think that means the rest of your family does?”
