Page 13 of Wright Together
“Impossible.” She stepped forward into his arms and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“Whitt,” Jensen said. “Sorry about this.”
“No need to apologize.”
“What about the announcement?” Emery asked. “There’re thousands of people out there, Jensen.”
He huffed. I could see that he wanted to ditch and head straight to the city. His responsibilities were split. But I watched the moment he decided to follow through.
“I’ll give the speech but skip the rest. I can’t shake hands and kiss babies when I need to be with my own kid,” Jensen said.
“Are you sure?” Emery asked.
He nodded. His gaze shifted back to me. “Any last notes?”
“No notes. You’ve got this,” I assured him.
I offered the notecards back to him. He took them and tucked them back into his suit.
“I assume you’re lying, but thank you anyway. Maybe we can sit down together before the next one. Jordan said you’ve become a valuable asset at the company.”
“I’d like that,” I told him and then stepped away.
Jensen’s campaign manager ushered the rest of the family and friends who were backstage out of the area to fill up the VIP section they’d reserved at the outdoor auditorium in Mackenzie Park for Jensen’s announcement. I caught up with West and Nora on the stairs.
West shot me a look. The weird thing about having a twin was that sometimes we didn’t have to say a single thing to the other. We weren’t like the twins you saw on TV, where we were the same people who wore the same clothes and said the same things. That never happened. But that didn’t mean that it didn’t feel like we could read each other’s mind. And right now, we both felt out of place in the midst of all theseactualWrights.
Still, once we reached the back of the group, I explained what had happened.
West sighed. “Fuck.”
“Tell me about it.”
“That’s terrible,” Nora said. “I can’t believe he’s still doing all of this.”
“He has to,” West said. “The show must go on.”
Jensen couldn’t cancel. Not when the entire place was jam-packed with supporters. Not without explaining something he very publicly did not want people to know about. Not without getting in front of what had happened. Something he didn’t even know about yet.
While all of that was going on, my mind was elsewhere. My eyes scanned the crowd, seeing a sea of unfamiliar faces.
Eve had said she was coming.
She’d told me she’d see me here.
Her roommates were already in attendance. Piper stood with her boyfriend and Nora’s brother Hollin. Blaire stood next to them with Annie. Nora’s other brother and Blaire’s boyfriend, Campbell, wasn’t in attendance, but that wasn’t surprising. West had said that Campbell frequently got mauled in public and big crowds without security wasn’t good for him. The life of a rockstar.
But no Eve.
“What are you looking for?” West asked.
I whipped back around. “Nothing.”
I hadn’t told him that Eve and I were working together. Or that I was still very much interested in the perky brunette. I’d given up after what happened after the wedding. Then, she’d sauntered back into my life yesterday, and a desire I couldn’t ignore had reignited.
“Nothing,” West said disbelievingly. “Sure.”
Fuck our mind reading sometimes.