“Baby, talk to me.”
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
She sighed. “Will you just let me up, please?”
I lifted her chin and she met my eyes. “We’re not done here, sweetheart. I’ll let you escape for the moment, but we’re gonna talk about this soon.”
“We’ll see,” she whispered.
I tapped her chin, then let her climb off my lap. She didn’t even look back when she walked out the door.
Wyatt
MONDAY MORNING, I limped into the office, still exhausted to the marrow. I’d dragged Teddy out of the club Friday night, but not before Raquel intercepted me and gave me a bottle of her Razzle Dazzle CBD oil.
“Two drops under his tongue twice a day. It will help him sleep and feel calm.”
I stared at the label. “I don’t know…”
“I promise, it’s safe. Just try it for a week and see how he reacts.”
“I know CBD has no psychotropic affects, but what about medication interactions?” I asked.
“None.”
I sighed. “Okay, I’ll talk to his doctor.”
Raquel smiled and nodded. “Let me know how it goes.”
“I will,” I promised, then made my escape.
Justin hadn’t been at Meteor House when I’d dropped Teddy back, so I spoke with Wanda and asked her to give him the doses. She refused to do it until she spoke with Dr. Hilliard personally, but he gave the go-ahead to try, so I was going to give it a week.
Now, if I could just find something that would helpmesleep.
This thought brought the memory of falling asleep on Sundance’s lap flooding into my mind, and I shivered as I fired up my computer.
God, I missed him, and I hadn’t realized just how much until I saw him standing on the porch when I took Teddy to visit.
It was evident to me now, and that night, that I was hopelessly in love with him, and there was nothing I could do about it. At least, not immediately. It would take time to get over him.
Good lord, everything was such a mess. This wasn’t supposed to be my life. My life was orderly. Peaceful. I’d worked hard to make it that way because I wanted my brother to always feel safe.
Ialways wanted to feel safe.
“You can’t go in there,” Calvin squeaked, and I glanced up to see Sundance storming toward my office.
I moved from behind my desk as quickly as I could, pulling open my door just as Sundance reached to push it open.
“It’s okay, Calvin,” I said, stepping aside for Sundance to walk inside, then closing the door behind us. “What do you need?”
“You’re not returning my calls or texts,” he accused, sitting in one of the chairs across from my desk.
“I’m pretty sure I said everything I needed to say on Friday night.”
He craned his head and smiled. “Have a seat, Dimples. We’re gonna hash this out once and for all.”
