I left out all the bad parts. Like when my mom died, which in turn caused my dad to change. He left us, much preferred to sit with a bottle of whatever alcohol he could get his hands on. Even though he was there
physically, he had left in every other way. Corey wasn’t just my brother, he became my father, mother and most of all my best friend.
It wasn’t until I heard the soft snores that I realized Ty had fallen asleep. I watched him for a couple of minutes, the way his full lips would move with each exhale. I followed the line of his nose, the slight crook in the middle where it must have been broken at some point.
Careful not to disturb him, I lifted up off the couch. I couldn’t find anything to cover him with so I pulled my cardigan off. It flowed down to my knees so would work well as a small blanket. At least small for him. I caught sight of the bruises on my arms as I went to cover him, I didn’t want anyone to see those. There’d be no disputing what they were so I shrugged my cardigan back on and looked around for something else to cover him with. Not seeing anything I could use I walked over to the desk.
I sat at the computer determined to do something but my attempts were futile. There was no meeting and no files to type up so I spent much of the next few hours watching Ty sleep.
Chapter Seven
It was Friday, the last day of my first week and I felt fantastic. The job was amazing; I’d never knew how much just having a job could change my outlook on everything that I did.
I came into work with a massive smile on my face. My morning had been great. Max had left me a note to say that he was taking me out tonight and Eli was looking forward to preschool. They were doing some sort of art project. I didn’t know exactly what but I’d be able to see it when I picked him up from school.
I hummed the tune that I’d been listening to in the car on my way inside, my shoulders moving up and down.
I hung my coat on the hook and dropped my bag off at my desk. Pen and pad in hand, I continued to do a weird bopping dance combination and switched the coffee pot on when I got into the kitchen. I saw Evan come in out the corner of my eye, he grinned and moved his shoulders up and down.
“What are we dancing to?”
“I don’t know.” I grinned.
He moved closer, his legs doing something different to his arms, I laughed at how silly he looked. He grabbed my hands, moved us around in circles and then out the door into the main part of the warehouse. All the while, I laughed uncontrollably.
He pulled me closer, his hand resting on the small of my back while his other held my hand.
“You dance ballroom?” I asked in amazement.
“Yep,” he replied popping the P.
He sang as he led me across the floor, his voice deep and melodic.
We both had smiles stretched on our faces as he turned me in a circle again. This time my foot caught on the edge of the mat, I clutched onto Evans arm but it was of no use. I was falling. I screamed, Evans eyes popped wide and all too fast he spun us around and took the brunt of the fall.
“Ooof.” I landed on his chest. Evan groaned as my face smacked off it.
There was two seconds of silence before we both burst out laughing. I pushed up on my hands and held myself over the top of him. I couldn’t get myself under control, I was giggling like a school girl.
“What. The. Fuck.”
We both stopped laughing and stared at each other with wide eyes. Evan tried to scramble up and in the process knocked me over. I flailed around landing on my shoulder awkwardly.
“Ugh.”
“Evan!” Kitty shouted.
I couldn’t face looking at all of them, I could feel their stares so I hid my face in the mat on the floor.
“It was all her fault!” Evan shouted back to Kitty.
“Was not!” I shouted back but it came out muffled thanks to the mat.
A large hand gripped my arm and pulled me up with one swift movement. My hands landed on a hard chest and I looked up into Ty’s eyes, they danced with amusement.
“Kaylee,” Ty said in an amused tone.
“Sorry,” I automatically replied.