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Nothing had changed, not in the store and not with me. My chest hollowed at the thought. Was this how the rest of my life would go?
A rock formed in my throat, and I blinked tears out of my eyes. There. I said it. I knew she’d look at my life now and wish I had done more.
Being myself had wasted a decade of my life and got me nowhere. No, I wasn’t going to ask Avery for help.
“Even if he does buy you dinner, you don’t owe him anything. You don’t have to sleep with him or even kiss him. The third date rule is bullshit. You can sleep with him on the first date or the tenth date or never, if that’s what you want.” We locked eyes. “You’re the boss. Understand?”
I held her gaze for a moment. Her blue-green eyes were so pretty.
“What are you doing?” I whispered. “Why are you telling everyone?” Wyatt nodded to Holden. “Yep. You can see me dancing in the background.”
Wyatt told everyone about the video so they’d forget about the search party thing.
Deep in my chest, something ached. Two months ago, I ate dinner alone in my kitchen or with my dad, reading my book. Now I sat at the dinner table with people who felt like family, people who were helping me make the store beautiful again.
His voice was low in my ear. “Because I liked the idea of it.” My brain skidded like it was slipping on ice. “But you…” I wasn’t sure how to word it. “Yeah, I know.” His teeth scored my skin and I sucked a breath in. “Just wanted you to know that.”
And then he began to read my book out loud.
“Why did you read it?” His expression softened. “It’s your favorite. I wanted a peek inside that brain of yours.” He pulled back the covers and gestured for me to get in. “Come on.”
“I’m falling for you, bookworm.” He whispered the words against the back of my head in the dark.
I’d remember the look on her face until my dying breath. She was lit from within, radiant like a fucking goddess, chewing her lip with a hint of hesitation, but her eyes danced, like she knew what she was doing to me. My breath caught in my chest. Head over fucking heels indeed.
“Miri, please stop interrogating my girlfriend.” Wyatt towered over the table with two new salt-rimmed drinks and a smirk. Girlfriend? My stomach rolled forward.
I was doing it. I was that hot girl, confident and carefree.
I was in love with Wyatt Rhodes.
I walked out of the restaurant, my heart still at the table with the girl I loved.
Help im still at the restaurant. RWYLM coded
I should have been making myself proud the entire time.
“I’m coming with you if the offer still stands. Wherever you go, I want to be there too, because I love you. And I’m in love with you. I lied when I said you were my practice guy.” Her face crumpled. “That was a terrible, terrible lie, and I said it because I wanted to make it sound like you didn’t mean anything but you do.” Her gaze lifted to me, pained and full of affection. “You mean everything to me. I want to be brave with you.”
“You’re beautiful, you know that?” He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “With you, I do.”
