Page 27 of Only Ever Yours
Kevin and I have gone out a few times, and he’s really sweet, but the sad truth is… we’ve never actually defined what thisthingbetween us is yet. He's supposed to be out of town all this week for work, and I’m spiraling. I just need to talk with someone so I can calm down and hopefully figure this shit out.
Chapter 8
Ellie
A cool breeze blows over my face, and it's so calming.
I’m sitting outside on Haleigh and Ryan's huge front porch, waiting for her to return with some warm tea.
She insisted on doing it by herself—not that she’s incapable of carrying two mugs of tea—but it just feels weird having my pregnant best friend wait on me. I feel like I should be helping, but she said that’s what best friends are for.
And she’s right. I would do the same for her if our positions were reversed.
I haven’t been here long. She met me at the front door to let me in, and I asked if we could sit out in the cool night air. There’s something so relaxing about sitting outside in the country at night, listening to the crickets chirping with the crisp fall air nipping at your cheeks.
Headlights in the distance catch my eye. Not many people travel these back roads, so it’s always strange when you see a passerby.
Although, I guess this person isn't quite a passerby—because they slow at the driveway and start making their way down the long gravel drive towards the house.
Fuck.
I can make out the truck as it gets closer.
Why the hell does he have to come here tonight? I can’t seem to escape from his presence.
The truck comes to a stop, and Jaydon steps out into the light cast from the windows of the house. I inwardly groan as he walks up the front steps.
Why… why does he fucking always seem to find me?
I haven’t had to face him since the night of Haleigh’s wedding, and I wasn’t planning to for a long time.
He spots me as soon as his heavy boot hits the last step, his cocky grin lighting up his gorgeous face. I roll my eyes as he walks closer to me.
Couldn’t he have just walked into the house and left me alone?
I don’t feel like talking to this asshole tonight. I’m surprised he’s not out with my sister since they seem to talk on the phone so much.
He nods towards me, “Hey, Peachy. Long time no see.”
My response is curt, “Yes, and I was hoping it would be even longer before we had to see each other again.”
His head nods like he’s slowly thinking over my harsh words. I guess he didn’t expect me to be a bitch, I don’t know. But what does he expect when he’s chatting it up with my sister behind my back? Fuck them both.
“Hmmm… seems like you’re in a bad mood.” He crosses his arms, leaning back against the large porch railing.
I groan. “Well, if you must know… I am. But I’m sure you can guess why.”
His brows pinch. “No, I honestly have no idea…” He taps a finger to his chin, pretending to be deep in thought. “Oh, did your boyfriend break up with you?” He chuckles, like he’s so fucking funny.
“No… he didn’t.” I snap, shooting him a glare. If looks could kill, he would be dead right now.
“Okay, okay… I'm only kidding,” he says, holding his hands up, surrendering, “I have no idea what’s going on, though.”
“Humph…. well, I’m sure my sister will tell you the next time you talk to her,” I mutter, dramatically rolling my eyes.
The smile on his face drops, “why the fuck would I talk to your sister?” He asks sharply, his tone quickly shifting.
My laugh is sarcastic. “I don’t know, Jaydon. Why would you talk to my sister?”
