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Yeah, she feels it too.
Cora smiles. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
Cora grabs their drinks and comes back.
“Cheers,” the girls say in unison before taking a drink.
“Oh, this is good,” Lyla says.
“I’m glad you like it.” Cora smiles.
A little while later, once they empty their cups, the girls pull us onto the dance floor. I pull Lyla’s body flush against mine and begin to move. I keep my eyes on the crowd around us, making sure we don’t bump into anyone as we dance.
“Wyatt Scott, have you been keeping these moves from me all this time?” She laughs.
I lean down and murmur against her ear. “Baby, you haven’t seen anything yet.”
Lyla tips her head back and laughs. Her laughter and happiness make me feel ten feet tall. For the rest of the night, until it’s time to take her home, we dance. I spin her over andover again even when I’m ready to go sit down and chill. Because I’ll do anything to keep her laughing.
sixteen
“What do you want to do today?” Wyatt asks, his hand in mine as we sit at my kitchen table.
It’s been two weeks since the impromptu party after the game. It was one of the best nights of my life. It felt good to finally let go and just be for a little while.
Wyatt didn’t try to keep me out or pout when he had to take me home. He simply told everyone he would see them later and loaded me up in his car. Then he sat on my porch with me under a blanket until the wee hours of the morning while we talked about everything and nothing at all.
It felt unreal. Like a fairy tale. It was like we were in one of those rom-coms I used to always watch. The ones where you areyelling at the screen because you know they are going to end up together.
The problem is I don’t know if we are going to end up together. I really want us to, though. I know I should bring it up to him, but I don’t. I’m scared of my feelings. With Kyle it was easy. I think deep down inside I knew we wouldn’t last. He was always planning to leave, and I was always going to stay. We were going down different paths.
With Wyatt though? I am scared shitless. I have no idea where his path leads, but I want to be on it with him. That makes me feel guilty, though. I should want to stay here with Dad, but Wyatt makes me want to be selfish. I never will, but the fantasy lives in my head.
Still, Wyatt isn’t making it easy for me.
I haven’t had a chance to make it to another game since two weeks ago. Will has taken a few shifts for a coworker who went out of town, but that doesn’t matter to Wyatt. He still finds ways to see me. Like this morning, he could be sleeping in, but instead he woke up early and came over to help with Dad.
The respite worker will be here today. This is her first time. I asked Wyatt if he wanted to do something, which of course he agreed to without question.
“I don’t want to go far. Is it weird? I know she is a nurse and knows way more than I do even with my schooling, but it feels weird leaving him here with a stranger.”
He gives me an understanding smile. “No, it’s not weird. You are giving up a little bit of the control to someone else. She will have your number and we will stay close. How about we go to my place? We can grab food on the way and be within five minutes if anything happens.”
“You’re okay with that? Really? I know it would be more fun if we went and did something or, like, hung out with people but…”
He cuts me off. “Baby, as long as I am with you, the rest doesn’t matter.”
This.
This is why I am falling head over heels for Wyatt Scott. It scares the fuck out of me. I feel more for him in the couple months we have been doing whatever the hell this is than I felt in three years with Kyle.
It goes to show that what I thought was love wasn’t shit.
“If you are sure,” I mumble.
He leans forward, pressing his lips to mine. “I’m sure.”
A knock on the door has me pulling away. My hands are sweaty as I open it.
