That has my eyebrows shooting up to my hairline and my spine snapping straight. “She’s back again?”
Bella nods and gives me a cautious look. “She’s back again.” She nibbles on her fingernail nervously. “Permanently.”
“Permanently?” I repeat, unsure if I heard that correctly.
“Yep.”
“Well, shit.” I blow out a disbelieving breath.
She’s back.
For good this time.
A familiar ache settles deep in my chest at the thought of running into her around town. Of passing her in thestreet and seeing her with my friends when she hangs out with Bella, Liv and Savannah.
And then another, more unwelcome feeling stirs inside of me at the thought of having to sit back and watch as she moves on with her life.
Getting the attention of other men when we’re out at the bar.
Going on dates at local restaurants in town.
Getting into a relationship. And since I know almost everyone in this town, probably with someone I know. Or worse; someone I hate.
Fuck, I might break something.
Or throw up.
Either one is a possibility.
“I thought I’d come and tell you before you heard it from someone else again. We all know how that went down last time.” Bella’s voice drags me from my uncomfortable thoughts.
A humourless chuckle leaves me as I drag my gaze from the floor to my little sister who has taken her place at the entrance again. “Yeah. Well, um… thanks.”
She continues to stand there, shifting uncomfortably on the spot as if she has more to say, but doesn’t knowhowto say it.
I swear to fucking God, if she’s about to tell me Daisy has returned with her boyfriend or some shit like that, I might lose my goddamn mind.
“What?” I snap and instantly regret it when she flinches at my harsh tone. Giving her a sheepish look I mutter, “Sorry.”
Bella gives me a sympathetic smile. “It’s okay. I was just going to say, give her some time, okay?”
I narrow my eyes at her, looking for any kind of sign that she planned on saying something else, but I find only sincerity in her gaze. I sigh, nodding. “Okay.”
She watches me for a beat before accepting my answer and turning on her heels. I stare at her retreating form until she disappears from view. And I continue to stare long after she getsin her car and drives away.
CHAPTER 3
DAISY
Itry – and I mean really try – to keep the flush of embarrassment off my face as I shake hands with the middle Calloway brother.
Thanks to Liv and her unabashed admittance to her sexcapades with the man in question, I can no longer look at him in the eyes.
Noah, the younger brother of the three and also Killian’s best friend, narrows his eyes at me, no doubt noticing the redness in my cheeks.Great. He probably thinks I have a crush on his brother.
I clear my throat as I turn my attention to him, skipping the formal greeting. “Noah,” I smile.
He dips his head in greeting. “Daisy. Long time no see.”
