Page 39 of Fortuity
ChapterFifteen
Faith
Almost two months later,I sat across Sarah’s desk from her while she stared at me with narrowed hazel eyes, her head tilted to the side. “There’s something differentaboutyou.”
“Different good? Ordifferentbad?”
“Definitely good.” She tapped her index finger against her chin. “It’s been four years since your transplant, and you look really healthy. How was your most recent round ofbloodwork?”
“The results from November were great, but I haven’t seen the report from the lab for the last draw. It was just at the end of last week, so I should get those numbersbacksoon.”
“Are you getting more rest? Drinking more water?” She leaned forward a little, her gaze scanning my face. “Whatever you’re doing is really workingforyou.”
I’d just taken a sip of water, and I almost spewed it right in her face because what I’d been doing was Dillon. A lot. Like all of the time. Once we’d had sex that first time on Christmas Eve night, we hadn’t been able to keep our hands—and other, more interesting parts of our bodies—off eachother.
My cheeks filled with heat, and Sarah’s eyes widened. “Is that a blush I see onyourface?”
“Um,” I mumbled, my blush getting worse. “Maybe?”
“And is it caused byaboy?”
Shit.I hadn’t been able to keep it from her for even five minutes into our conversation. Not that I wasn’t planning to tell Sarah about Dillon, but I’d thought I’d bring him up at the end of my visit. After we’d gotten past all the important life stuff we needed to discuss because I was only three months away from graduation. “Yeah,” I admittedsoftly.
“Someonespecial?”
I grinned at her. “Dillon’s definitelyspecial.”
“Dillon? How did you guys meet? And when? I can’t believe so much has changed since I sawyoulast.”
“Remember when I told you about ElaineMontgomery?”
“Of course I remember! How could I forget the woman who’s made such an impact on all of your lives?” She leaned back in her chair, shaking her head. “I still can’t believe how much she’s done foryouguys.”
“Well,” I drawled, chuckling to myself a little. “What she’s done for me is a little different thaneveryoneelse.”
“Really?” She set her elbow on her desk and rested her chin on her palm. “Howso?”
“I met Dillon through her.” I took a deep breath, trying to settle my nerves. I wasn’t sure why I was so nervous to explain their connection unless it was just that I wasn’t used to talking about my dating life since I’d never had one before. “Because he’sherson.”
“Whoa. How’d that happen?” Her voice dropped to a whisper and she leaned so far forward that her chin slipped from her palm. She fell over, her face coming only a couple of inches from smacking againstherdesk.
“Through his mom.” Dillon’s secrets were his own to share, so I kept my answer vague. “I totally missed the signs that she was trying to find reasons for us to meet until Dillon pointed her matchmaking attempts out to me atThanksgiving.”
“Thanksgiving, huh? You guys are serious enough that you’re spending holidaystogether?”
“Not back then. Not really.” I shook my head. “We’d only been on one actual date, and Elaine was the one whoinvitedme.”
“But it’sseriousnow?”
“Yeah, it is. Dillon opened up to me about a lot of stuff at Thanksgiving, and it was kind of a turning point for us.” I traced a circle on the top of her desk with a finger. “I guess you could say that’s when we officially became acouple.”
“Oh, wow,” she breathed. “You really like this boy,don’tyou?”
“I do. I really do.” My lips tilted up in a goofy grin. I couldn’t stop it, and I didn’t even care if it made me look like an idiot. Because I was happy. Being with Dillon made mehappy.
“If he makes you smile like that, then I approve.Bigtime.”
“Thanks.” I felt my grin getting even goofier, but it only made Sarah offer me a big smile ofherown.
