“Seth, I know it’s hard to really open up to someone, but,” she slides her arm across the table, grabs my hand, and gives it a squeeze, “It’s like you’re always telling me. You can’t let the past own you. If you want to move forward, especially with Greyson, you’re going to have to start by telling him what happened to you.”
“I know I do.” I free a trapped breath. “But I’m afraid.”
“Of what?”
“Of… opening myself up like that again and getting broken. Besides, Greyson’s so good, you know. He has these really amazing parents who have always been there for him and he’s had a pretty good life. I don’t want to taint that for him by bringing my shitty life into the mix.”
“Seth, look at me.” She tugs on my arm until I finally meet her gaze. What I see startles me. My tiny, shy Callie has turned into an intense firecracker. “You don’t have a shitty life anymore. Yes, shitty stuff happened to you and yes, your mother is a… bitch.” She looks guilty for saying the curse word, which makes me smile. “But you have me, Greyson, Luke, and even Kayden, and we all care about you because you’re a good person worth caring for.” By the time she’s finished, she’s so worked up she’s gasping for air.
I raise my free hand in front of me. “Easy there, my little sparkler, before you explode.”
“I just want you to be happy,” she says, gripping onto my hand. “And I hate Braiden and all those stupid guys that did this to you. You don’t deserve to be afraid all the time. You deserve to be the Seth I get to see and love.”
“I love you too, baby girl.” I smile at her and she returns my smile wholly. “How did you get to be so wise?”
“Hmmm…” She taps her finger against her lips. “I must have had a really great teacher, I guess.”
“Must have.”
“He’s actually the best there is.”
“Sounds like a great guy,” I reply with a hint of amusement. “What’s his number? Maybe I’ll give him a call.”
We giggle then sit back in our chairs. Outside the window, the setting sun paints the sky with pinks and golds.
“What time is it?” I check the clock on my phone then scoot back from the table. “Shit, I was supposed to meet Greyson like fifteen minutes ago.”
Callie stands up and gathers her books in her arms. “You better talk to him tonight; otherwise, I’m going to add it to the list and make you.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” But just thinking about it sends my stomach dancing, and not the good kind of dancing, either. The flailing arms, bobbing head, offbeat kind of dancing. “What about you? Have any plans for tonight?” I waggle my eyebrows suggestively as we exit the library and step outside into the cool fall air.
She casually shrugs, tucking her books under her arm. “I might meet up with Kayden later.”
I playfully bump my shoulder into hers. “You two have been spending a lot of time together.”
She fights back a silly grin. “We’re just friends.”
“Friends with benefits.”
Her cheeks flush as she avoids my gaze. “We haven’t had… sex yet.”
I slam to a halt in the middle of the grass. “Yet? That means you’ve been thinking about it.”
Her blush spreads across her face as she stops in front of me and stares out at the street. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
“But you’ve thought about it?” I try to hide my excitement, but the fact that she’s thought about it means she’s making progress.
“Sometimes… but it seems so… I don’t know. I just never planned on ever feeling this way about a guy.”
“Hmmm…” I skim my finger over the titles. “I’m not really sure what I’m in the mood for. Definitely not an action, but that’s a given. Not a romance… not a comedy.”
Greyson lets out a low chuckle. “It sounds like you’re not in the mood for a movie.”
I think about what Callie urged me to do and her promise to put it on the list if I didn’t tell Greyson tonight. I know once the task makes it on the list, she’s going to bug me until I complete it because that’s what I do with her.
Taking a deep, shaky breath, I shift my weight and turn in the seat, bringing my leg onto the cushion. “I actually thought we could talk for a bit?”
“Talk about something specific?” he questions. “Or just talk, talk.”