“I’m going back to bed.” Holden stumbled toward the door.
Kenzie raised her brow but remained silent until Holden left.
“What happened to him?”
Jonah clasped his hands over his stomach, rocking back on the chair. “Tequila.”
Her lips twisted, and her nose scrunched. “Oh, been there, done that. I still regret that night.”
Jonah snorted and stood, heading to the opposite end of the workshop. He assumed this was her reason for the impromptu visit. “The table should be done in a day. Sent Bogs a picture. He didn’t show you?”
“He did.” Her voice was soft, and her steps followed behind him.
“Don’t trust it?” Jonah leaned over to unveil the table, but she grabbed his arm before he had the chance. He glanced back at her. “What?”
“I came to check on you.”
Jonah sighed and gently pulled away, circling the table.
“I’m not trying to pry, but …” Her voice trailed off.
“But you’re going to.”
Kenzie flattened her lips and tucked her hands in her pockets, shrugging her shoulders to her ears. He didn’t have many close friends, but he considered her one. Still, he wasn’t interested in sharing his thoughts with anyone. He’d spent the last couple of days at a crossroads. He thought he’d made the right decision. By putting distance between them, it shielded her from his past. But seeing Roxanne the other night had him second guessing his decision.I fucked up.
“Do you want to talk?” Kenzie asked.
“No.”
“Okay,” she muttered and rocked back on her heels. He knew her pretty well, and by the looks of it, she wouldn’t respect his privacy. “Are you up for listening?”
Jonah sighed. “Do I get a choice?”
“Not really.”
He dragged his hand through his hair and settled his back against the workbench, folding his arms. “Then let’s hear it.”
“She loves you.”
Three simple words, and they hit him as hard as a punch to the gut.
And I love her.
It had been years since he’d spoken those words, but a few nights ago with Roxanne, they came out so naturally. He was speaking his truth.
“Well,” she inhaled a breath, “I should go.”
What the …
Jonah spread out his arms. “That’s it?”
Kenzie cocked her head to the side with a small smile playing on her lips. “Isn’t that enough?”
Yes.
Jonah’s muscles tightened, and blood rushed through his veins.All or nothing.Roxanne’s words replayed over in his head. The door closed, and he drew in a breath, staring up at the ceiling.
All or nothing.
