“How do you see it?”
“How do I not? It’s everywhere. He cooks you lunch every day. He gushes about you nonstop. He looks at you like you hang the sun.”
I bite my lip.
“He’s fucking obnoxious. Like Walker.”
I shake my head.
“He is. He does love you. Trust me. The guy’s my brother. I’ve known him for twenty-five years now.”
“I can’t.”
“Leigh—”
“I have to go home.” I have to be alone, in my apartment, away from everything that confuses me. And right now, everything confuses me.
I hug Dean goodbye.
“You sure?” he asks.
I nod.
“Let me know when you get in.”
“Let me know he’s okay.”
“He’s not. I guarantee it.”
“L
et me know he’s alive.” I hug my purse to my shoulder. Wrap my fingers around my suitcase.
He stares at me like he’s going to ask me to stay again.
But he doesn’t.
It’s a good thing.
I’m not sure I have another no in me.
Chapter 48
Ryan
After an hour of silence, my cell sings with a text from Leighton.
Leighton: Are you still going to the wedding?
My exhaustion fades into nervous energy. There’s a right answer to that question. But I’m so fucking past not going to Penny’s wedding.
I need to make her understand that.
Ryan: No. Where are you?
Leighton: Going home.
Ryan: I’ll come.