Page 23 of Whispers and Wildfire
“It’s not childish, I—” I shut my mouth because he wasright, it was. And my desire to argue was already cooling off. “Did you follow me out here?”
“Obviously I need to find out who you are and what you did with Luke.”
I shook my head. “I don’t know, man. She messes with my head.”
“Still?”
“I know. It’s idiotic, right?”
“Yeah. It is.”
I scowled at him. “Thanks.”
“You said it. Besides, why are you letting her get to you?”
That was an excellent question. WhywasI letting her get to me? “I don’t know. I just didn’t expect to see her.”
“Sounds like you better get used to it.”
“That’s the thing. Why did she have to move back to my town?”
“There you go again with themy townthing.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Not really.”
I blew out a frustrated breath. “She just shows up after all these years and…”
“And?”
“I don’t know. Pisses me off.”
“You’re both adults. I’m sure you can find a way to live in the same town.”
Could we, though?
“It’s fine. I’ll just avoid her.”
“That’s a healthy option.”
“Nice sarcasm.”
He grinned. “Always.”
The longer I stood outside in the cool evening air—and away from her—the calmer I felt. Avoiding her wasn’t unhealthy, it was smart. We’d always been volatile when we were together, and clearly that hadn’t changed.
“I should expect a call from Mom about this tomorrow, shouldn’t I?”
“She won’t hear it from me,” Theo said. “But you know she’ll hear it from someone.”
That was true enough. I’d just caused a scene. And I wasn’t the Haven brother who usually caused scenes.
“Nothing I can do about it now.”
“I’m going to head out.” His brow furrowed. “You sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
