“You okay?” Finn steps into the room and puts his hands on the back of a chair. His dark hair falls over his green eyes.
“Yeah, it’s just been a long week.” I grab my purse from the drawer and put it on the desk. “Lots to think about.”
He nods. “We’ll figure out where Tom went soon, flower.”
Tom is the furthest thing from my mind right now. I want to know what happened to him too, but so much is happening with me. Confusing stuff that I’ve just been letting brew.
“You want company tonight?” He raises an eyebrow and desire pours through me, thick and heavy.
I could lose myself in him, but that wouldn’t be fair. “I think I’m just going to veg at home.”
“If you change your mind, text me.” He gives me a wink and leaves.
I haven’t seen Wyatt all day. I’m not sure I want to see him. The whole situation is a fucking mess. I wish I could say I’m embarrassed that he saw me do that, but I’m not. Part of me wishes I’d been bold enough to do it years ago. Maybe things would be different now.
But something tells me this collision course was set before I even knew about it. It’s not like Finn and Dante just noticed me. There have been moments over the years. Heart-wrenching moments when I knew I could make a decision and lean in one way or the other, but somehow it wasn’t the same without Wyatt.
Purse in hand, I text Brandon that I’m ready to go.
When I step into the hallway, a throat clears and I look up to meet Wyatt’s dark eyes. I sigh and wait, because he’s the one who showed up at my house. He’s the one who needs to apologize.
“I’m sorry.” His tone is gruff but his eyes are sincere.
“Okay.” I don’t know what to say besides that. He tipped my world upside down last night. I thought I was getting over him. But then I saw him with Talia and it burned me deep.
“Sara, I—” He steps forward.
“I can’t.” I flinch away from him slightly. “I’m sorry, but it’s been a long day and I just can’t deal with this anymore. I want to go home, maybe have a bath, and just think about this week. Maybe something will pop up that I missed with Tom. But I really just want to go home.”
He backs away a step. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
I sigh, because that’s the problem. “Trust me, I know.”
He rubs the back of his neck.
“You were trying to protect me because Tom asked you to. You went about it in the wrong way, but I’m...” I take a breath. “I’m grateful you’re looking out for me.”
Pretty sure I manage a small smile too, but I’m so done right now.
“If you need anything this weekend...” He lets it trail off like he always does.
I ignore the tears choking my throat. It’s never him that will help me. It’s always Dante or Finn.
“See you Monday,” he says quietly.
I hurry to the elevator and catch it just as the doors are closing.
“Hey, Sara, how was your first week?” Greg smiles. He looks friendly, but I’ve caught his eyes checking me out.
“It was great.” There are plenty of others in the elevator so I just pay attention to the numbers as we descend.
When I step into the lobby, Greg says, “Have a great weekend.”
“You too.” I lift my hand and give him a tight smile.
I get to the car without any other distractions and lean my head back as we make our way to the house. What am I going to do? It’s not like I’m hurting anyone by messing around with the others. Drew doesn’t care. Dante doesn’t seem to care. Finn doesn’t care about Drew, but doesn’t know about Dante.
My heart pinches and I put my hand over it. Then there’s Wyatt.
