Page 57 of One Quick Obsession

I raised my brows. “That’s it?”

“Between the look on your face, and the fact that your mother was here even though I know she’s estranged from the family, I have a feeling that you had a longer day than I have.”

“Maybe. Probably. Do you need help with the resort?” I asked, knowing that if she’d had to change, she’d had a hell of a day.

“No, we have it figured out. But of course you would offer.”

I leaned down and brushed my lips against hers. “It’s been a hell of a day.”

“Why don’t you tell me about it?”

“You don’t want to hear it, Scarlett.”

“I really do. So please, tell me. And then I’ll totally forgive you for not telling me about the property.”

I raised a single brow. “A bribe?”

“Damn straight.”

I leaned down, lips twitching, and took her mouth with my own.

“Should I start with the letter, the ghost, or my mother?”

“That sounds like the start of a really bad joke. I’m in.”

And with that, I pulled her into me and did something that I never did with anyone other than Flynn, I told her about my day.

And afterwards, she did the same for me, and neither one of us tried to fix the other.

And I had no idea what that meant.

Chapter Thirteen

Hudson

If you asked any of my exes, they would tell you that I wasn’t good at dating. And it wouldn’t be a complete lie. I wasn’t good at dating. I had no idea what the hell I was doing most times. But I tried. Tried to the point that I probably failed more often than not.

But here I was, at Scarlett’s front door, package in hand, hoping to hell I didn’t fuck this up.

I took a deep breath and frowned at the slight breeze in the air. It was chillier than usual, and I didn’t like that. It was still early enough in the year that there could be a blizzard at any moment, but the weather app hadn’t sensed one, and the radar looked clear. So today’s hike should be fine, but then again, snow could show up without warning. That was what happened when you lived in the mountains.

The sun shone brightly, not a cloud in the sky, and it was warm enough that it canceled out the breeze, and honestly, we’d end up with a sweat after our date. But I was still going to check the weather one more time before we headed out.

I knocked on the door, waiting for her to answer.

I hadn’t expected to be in a relationship, or whatever the hell we were to each other. We had been very careful not to put labels on this thing, other than the fact that we were only with each other at this moment. We weren’t going to be sleeping with anyone else, or fighting with anyone else like we did. That was maybe the fun part. Or I was losing my damn mind.

I didn’t want to be in a relationship. I wasn’t good at them. But I had never expected Scarlett Blair. And perhaps that was the problem. There was nothing usual or expected about her. I didn’t want her to become an obsession, but she was quickly becoming one. And that was the problem. I didn’t know where we stood, or if there should be a change at all. But I couldn’t fix that right now. I just had to focus and not fuck this up.

And I had a feeling I would be the one who fucked things up before she did. She always had a plan. A list. A goal.

I was trying not to drown.

We weren’t equals, and I knew she was better than me. But that was just fine. I liked the fact that she was better than me. Except she probably needed to learn the truth before long. About who I was. And that was going to be a problem.

Scarlett opened the door, a small smile on her face.

“You’re here.”