My Return to the Walter Boys (My Life with the Walter Boys, #2)

by Ali Novak

“Parker, what have I told you about hitting people?” She huffed but hung her head. “That it’s only acceptable in certain contact sports and if someone is trying to kidnap me.”

“Just because he didn’t get his way doesn’t mean it’s okay for him to throw a tantrum.” Funny, I’d had the exact same thought.

Despite the gravity of the situation, Alex and Cole both laughed. Even though it was at my expense, the sound made me feel lighter. Both of these boys meant so much to me, but after everything that happened between the three of us and the lingering tension between the pair, I didn’t think something as simple as enjoying one another’s company was possible. I knew it wouldn’t last. Cole and Alex would go back to avoiding each other as soon as the moment passed, but for the time being, my heart was warm and full, and I let myself enjoy it.

“Stop worrying about grieving wrong. It’s not something you can mess up,” he said, gently knocking his knee against mine. “Healing isn’t a linear process. Some days will be better than others.”