“Fine,” Sawyer sighed, like it was the end of the world.
“I just hope I don’t get in over my head,” I muttered.
A couple of hours later, I made my way to the kitchen, finding Wyatt attempting to make food. I stood against the counter, my arms across my chest as I watched him mumble about where I had everything in my kitchen and the lack of easy foods to pop in the oven.
“You know, there’s a bunch of places to eat outside this apartment,” I said. At my voice, he spun around.
“I have orders.”
“Well then, go hungry.”
“Then I’ll be even more of a grump,” he said, turning back around and searching for food.
“Then order take-in, Wyatt. I haven’t had much food in here the past week, so you’re gonna be a bit out of luck right now.”
“Doesn’t Ace have someone to bring you things?”
“Yes, but only when I call them. I haven’t called, since I was planning to go to the store with your sister and Miles after we ate lunch. But someone changed those plans on me.”
“Don’t look at me. I didn’t do anything.” He held his palms face-up in surrender.
“I didn’t say you did,” I said. “I’ll text the gal to bring my groceries later today.”
“My sister’s attitude has rubbed off on you,” he said, eyeing me. “Not sure if that’s a good thing or bad.”
“I hope a good thing. She’s a bit hard-headed, though.”
“That she is,” he agreed. “I think you’re good for her more than she is to you. She needs someone to keep her head on straight.”
“Oh, I can promise I’m not that type of person. She just wants me to tag along for the ride.”
“Oh dear,” Sawyer said, walking up behind me. “You are both so wrong. I am my own person and no one will change that. I’m just here to be a friend.”
“Which you need some of,” Wyatt said, winking at me. “You couldn’t have picked better ones.”
“But isn’t she sooo much better than my last group?” Sawyer asked way too sweetly as she leaned in to place her chin on my shoulder.
“Yes, but now I have to be worried you’re the bad influence here, dear sister.”
“Nah,” she said, stepping away. “She’s good for me. We’re going to start doing some lessons to keep us both safe. Figured that’d make you happy.”
“I’ve been after you to do that for years,” Wyatt said. “Not like you’ll ever take my advice on anything.”
“You know I don’t like following orders.”
“I didn’t order you to do anything,” he huffed. “I only said it’d be good for you and you shot it down, along with a bunch of other stuff.”
“Hey, I went to therapy!” She made it sound like it was a near death choice.
“Because you had no other choice when the police caught you with that group of kids you thought it was okay to hang out with! You tried to steal a car with them! While they were on a drug run!”
“Key word: tried. I didn’t end up doing it.”
“But you had to seek counselling,” he countered, “or do jail time.”
“Better than going to jail, so it was still a win for me. And Dr. Mayes is amazing.”
“Yeah, I don’t care much for her either,” he grumbled.
