Page 38 of Falling With You
“Four kids,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s scary. Know what’s scarier?” I asked.
“What?”
“I have a feeling there will be more Connolly kids coming around soon.”
“Oh, yeah. Violet and Harmony are total breeders.”
“Oh, yeah. The way that Brendon and Cameron look at them? I have a feeling that engagements are on the way if they haven’t already been secretly done.”
“Oh, Violet and Harmony would tell me. Even if your brothers don’t tell you.”
“That’s probably true. But you’d tell me, right?”
“If I was engaged?”
My heart stuttered for a bit, and I wondered what the hell that was about. “No, if someone got engaged and they told you. You’d tell me?”
She bit her lip and then shrugged. “Probably. Because the guys probably didn’t tell you or because they thought they already had. Or you just weren’t listening. So, yeah, if one of our friends get engaged, and you don’t know, I’ll be sure to tell you.”
“Good.”
We stared at each other for a minute, and then I cleared my throat.
“Anyway, I’ll find a new physical therapist. But, Sienna? I don’t want to go back to the way things have been. I want to talk to you. I like hanging out with you. I like yelling with you. It’s fun.”
“You know, we’re very weird. Because I missed the yelling, too. I’m just not very good at anything these days without yelling at you.”
“I find that hard to believe.”
“Maybe. But, sure, let’s hang out more.”
“And we need to talk.”
Her eyes narrowed. “We’re not talking about that.”
“The storage room? Or your house?”
“Neither.”
“You know, I think we should. Because I think it wasn’t what happened in the alley that pushed us apart. So we need to talk.”
“You hate talking about your feelings.”
“I know.” I threw my arms up into the air, careful not to actually injure my hand. She glared at me. “See, what’s wrong with me? I’m worried about my feelings and your feelings. That means, we need to talk it out so I can get over it. Can’t you see that this is stressing me the fuck out?”
Laughter danced in her eyes, but her face was very stern otherwise.
“Aiden.”
“Don’tAidenme. Tell me.”
“I think we need to finish this up, and then I’m done for the day.”
I held back my sigh, knowing that I needed to get things back to the way they were, but there was something more. Because we needed to talk, and she wasn’t going to do that in her office. Which I knew.
“I’ll walk you to your car when we’re done then.”
“Thank you.” The fact that she didn’t stop me, didn’t say that she would be fine, worried me. She had to still be scared after the attack. If me walking her to her car like I should’ve done that night would help at all, then I would do it. Because Sienna was my friend. And I refused to see her hurt again.