Page 26 of Crooked


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I yawned. “Good riddance.”

Although, there were certainly worse things than being holed up with Wes. Despite having too much to drink last night, I’d actually had fun. Wes hadmade itfun.

In fact, the more time I spent with the guy, the more I saw good in him. What he’d done for me last night had taken not only creativity, but heart. And it wasn’t anything I’d soon forget.

But alas, I really should try to forget the feelings that seemed to be brewing for Wes. The last thing I needed was to let my little crush on him grow any bigger.

After I had my coffee, I decided to text Jett to confirm our date tonight.

Juliette: Hey! Still on for tonight?

The little dots moved around as he typed.

Jett: Absolutely. Looking forward to it.

Juliette: Where should we meet?

Jett: How about Rosa’s on Sunset at 7?

Juliette: Sounds perfect. Love that place.

Jett: See you then.

Juliette: Looking forward to it.

Jett: See you soon. xo

I exhaled. Well, that was that.

Wes startled me as he came up from behind. “What’s the plan for later today?”

I hated having to admit where I was going. But I couldn’t lie. “I have a date tonight, remember? With Jett.”

His expression fell a bit. Or was that my imagination? He definitely didn’t look happy.

“I guess that’s happening, huh?” Wes cocked his head. “Where are you headed?”

“Rosa’s on Sunset.”

He nodded. “Okay. I’ll go in with you and sit at the opposite end of the restaurant.”

“You can’t go in with me.” I frowned. “He’ll recognize you.”

“Not if I wear my shades and sit far enough away. I’ll stay out of your way.”

I placed my hands on my hips. “No, Wes. I’m putting my foot down. You can’t come in.”

He gritted his teeth and fell silent.

“Youwait outside when I’m at work,” I pointed out. “How is this different?”

After a long hesitation, he finally conceded. “I’ll wait outside, but if I can’t find parking right across the street, I’m coming in. So you’d better hope I find a spot.”

From there, Wes gave me the silent treatment for most of the day—a stark contrast to last night’s jovial mood. I guess I’d pissed him off by asking for space.

That evening, after I got all dolled up in a sexy yellow sundress and matching shoes, I announced to Wes that I was ready to leave. He grabbed his keys but said nothing as he followed me out the door.

The tension lingered the entire ride over to the restaurant as Wes said nothing.