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As Leah cooks for us with Cody’s help so little ears aren’t listening, the rest of us move to the porch so I can give them a rundown of my entire day.
Everyone is appropriately surprised, shocked, angry, and baffled.
By the time I’m finished explaining what happened, still unsure what’s to come, Leah announces that she has food in the kitchen for us so we all pile inside.
“Garlic cream sauce pasta and Caesar salad. Quick and easy.”
“It looks delicious. Thank you, Leah.”
She shrugs and gives me a hug. “No trouble.”
Everyone fills up their plates and we sit around the table and in the living room, wherever we can find seats.
Before long, though, Corbin can’t stand it any longer. “Okay. Now we need thegoodstory.”
“Good story?”
She rolls her eyes and points to where Brock’s hand is resting on my thigh. “When did this happen?”
I didn’t even realize we were sitting as close as we are or that his hand was there.
“I think you meant to say finally,” Boone suggests.
“Here we go,” Brock whines.
Boone lifts his hands in the air. “Hey, I’m just saying what we’re all thinking. We don’t need to know how or when, we’re just happy it finally did.”
I look up at Brock and the smile he gives me makes my insides melt into a big puddle of goo. Yeah, I’d say finally is about right.
ChapterSixteen
Brock
It’s been a week since Wyatt was sentenced to pay a fine of twelve hundred and fifty dollars and fifty hours of community service. If you ask me, he got off pretty easy.
Luckily nothing came down on Naomi because of the drugs she found in her house. I have a feeling Dale had a big hand in that, though.
Aside from the drama of that day, which Naomi likes to call drug day – not incredibly creative or mysterious but she says sometimes simple is better – things have been… well…
Simple. Like the way our lives have seamlessly blended together over the past week. Meeting for lunch. Going on walks together and with Cody. Joining my family for lunch at Mom’s after church as if she never stopped joining us. Watching an episode or two ofOzarktogether at one of our houses after we eat dinner together.
What’s not simple? My feelings for her.
They’ve magnified ten-fold and I wasn’t sure that was even possible.
Having her close again is the best feeling in the world, but I find myself wanting more and reminding myself to take it slow. We don’t need to rush, but damn if I don’t want to. Our kisses and touches leave me aching for more but the ache is worth it because she’s worth the wait.
I stayed at her house with her the night of drug day and the next night but I slept on the couch. She offered her bed and as much as I wanted to, I told her the couch was fine. I knew if I slept in her bed, things would move quicker between us than she’s ready for and I don’t want our first time together to be clouded by something as ugly asdrug day.Corbin stayed with her a couple of nights, as well. Those were the nights I had meetings with customers and while Naomi reminded us she’s an adult and could be alone in her house, we still insisted.
Her dad has been spending a lot of time at her house, too. Doing odd jobs that he claimed needed done but it’s his way of being close to her and making sure she’s safe as well. To say he and Naomi tore apart that bedroom as well as the rest of the house to make sure there were no more stashes of drugs would be an understatement. Thank goodness they didn’t find anything else. I’m pretty sure Naomi would have lost her shit. I would have, too.
In two days, it’s the first day of the Spring Festival so unless we want to wait even longer to have that first date, tonight’s the night. Her friend Paisley is coming to town, staying with her through the weekend.
I’ve been on edge knowing that Wyatt could come by again but we’ve surprisingly not heard anything out of him. Dale stopped in to see me at the office the day after Wyatt went before the judge and told me he’s keeping a close eye on Wyatt. He demanded he go to rehab because it turns out, he’s been using for a lot longer than any of us realized.
I’m not sure how that works with getting his community service hours done, but Dale said he’s making sure both happen and I trust him. I also don’t want to think about it a second more than I already have.
But as long as he’s not a danger to Naomi anymore, I don’t really care.