Surrendering Series Box Set

“So, what is he doing right now?” she asked, turning toward me.

“He’s reading all the letters I wrote him,” I said. Might as well tell her. She was my best friend, after all.

“You wrote him back?”

I nodded.

“You do love him,” she said.

“Yeah, I do. But what if that’s not enough?”

She sighed and sat up again.

“You won’t know until you try. So, go try.”

I got to my feet.

“Are you, Rory Clarke, telling me to go bang your fiancé’s brother?”

She laughed. “I guess I am. Have we switched personalities?” she asked.

“Maybe. I’m the one who’s babbling and pacing and asking for boy advice,” I said.

Rory got to her feet and gave me a hug.

“Oh, hun. It’s going to be okay.”

I rested my chin on the top of her head. Time to face the music.

“I think I need to go back now.”

She let go of me and then slapped me on the ass.

“Go get him.”

Yup, we’d definitely switched personalities.

~*~*~

Lucah was also pacing when I left the bedroom, Rory following behind me.

“What were you two doing in there?” he asked. His eye was twitching again.

“Oh, get your mind out of the gutter,” I said, rolling my eyes. I didn’t swing that way and neither did Rory. We would make a totally hot couple if we did, though.

“I wasn’t thinking that. Sloane, what’s going on?” Worrying was going to send that boy to an early grave.

“Nothing. Just talking about girl things. Nothing to worry your pretty head about.” I patted the top of his head as I walked by. “Everything is fine. And stop worrying so much. It will give you wrinkles.” I waved as Rory put her arms around Lucah. Something told me she’d come up with a way to distract him from worrying.

“Bye, Sloane,” Rory said.

“Byeeee.” I shut the door and headed back down the hallway to deal with my own redhead.

I listened for a moment before I opened the door.

“Hey,” I said, keeping my voice low. He was in the exact same position I’d left him in. I crossed the space between us and leaned against the arm of the couch. He had the letters he’d already gone through stacked on the seat next to him. He’d read a lot of them already. Must be a fast reader.

He didn’t look up, but he held up one finger. And then he laughed.