Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 73002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Wells: He’s just like us, likes to annoy you.
Wren: Funny, I said that to Jensen.
Wells: lol.
He went to put his phone down or maybe text her goodnight, but then his fingers were moving instead.
Wells: What if his family freaks, and he dumps me?
When his phone started ringing immediately, Wren’s face staring back at him, he kicked off the blankets and answered, “Hold on.”
Walking toward the patio, he pushed open the door and then went out, shutting it behind him softly. “Hey. You didn’t have to call.”
“I’m hoping I’m loud enough to wake Jensen.”
Wells smiled as his hips leaned to the railing, the warm air kissing his bare chest. Thankfully, no one could see him because he was naked as the day was long, and he had none of the cares. “You’re an ass.”
“I am.” She giggled a bit before clearing her throat. “Do you think that will happen? With Matthew—I’m not calling him Matty.”
He wanted to laugh, he did, but emotion was clogging his throat. “I don’t know. I don’t want to think so, but I have this feeling in my gut. It’s messing with me.”
“When did this come up? ’Cause every time I talk to you, you two are so in love and so happy and life is great.”
“I don’t know… I mean, it is,” he answered, shaking his head. “But I’m worried.”
“Well, you know what? If he does that, fuck him. That’s it. You know?”
It wasn’t that easy, though.
“I do know, but I don’t know if it will be that easy. I don’t want to end up with another Alex.”
“Oh my God, I don’t either. So can we tell Matty to get his life together and do this?” The tone of her voice made him smile; it was desperate but playful. “But, Wells, he did stop a wedding and declare his love in front of at least two hundred people, so I feel in my soul you might be good.”
He sighed heavily. “I know, but I’m scared, and I want to ask him.”
“So ask him.”
He rolled his eyes. “I don’t want to give him any ideas! What if he didn’t think of that?”
“I’m sure he has,” she added, and that was what Wells was worried about. “He’s treading in water he’s never been swimming in. All you can do is be there for him.”
“I will be, but I’ll be scared in the process.”
“Seems legit.”
“I thought so,” he agreed with a grin. “Should I ask him?”
“Do you think his answer will help?” He hadn’t thought about that. “If he says no, he won’t leave you, will you believe him? And if he is honest and says he doesn’t know, will that help your worries? ’Cause I don’t think it will.” His heart was jackhammering in his chest as he thought that over. “Either way, you need to decide what you want.”
He didn’t hesitate. He couldn’t. “I want him.”
“Okay, then make room for all his baggage ’cause this isn’t going to be a walk in the park.”
Wells smiled. “Don’t sugarcoat anything, please.”
“Oh, I won’t, believe me,” she assured him with a small laugh. “But I was there when he stopped your wedding. I saw the look in his eyes, and, Wells, I think he’s good. I think it’s gonna be fine.”
Swallowing hard past the lump in his throat, he whispered, “I think so too.”
“That sounded confident!”
“It was.”
She laughed. “Well then, we’re good.”
He nodded slowly. “We’re good.”
“There you go.”
He smiled, his heart slowing a bit in his chest, and he felt a little better. He really did love Wren. She was a good sister, and the thought that Matty wanted what they had with his own sister really warmed his soul. “You know what?”
“What?”
“Matty wants what we have with his sister.”
She laughed. “Why? We’re insane.”
Wells laughed too. “But we love each other.”
“This is true,” she answered, her laughter subsiding. “And I wouldn’t change a thing about us.”
He smiled at that, his head nodding in agreement. “I love you, Wren.”
“I love you,” she answered, and then he heard a groan, which he suspected came from Jensen.
“I love you both, now can you two go to sleep?” Jensen grumbled.
“The baby is kicking me!”
“You’re fine, go to sleep. Goodnight.”
When the line went dead, Wells laughed as he looked out over the city, a sense of calm coursing through him. Wren was right. Even if he did know the answer, it wouldn’t help. All he could do was just wait it out and trust that he’d made the right decision.
It would work out. They would be fine.
No, they’d be great.
Damn it, he wasn’t going to accept anything less.
Ten
Laurence: This is good. Really.
Matty: She’ll probably slam the door in my face.
Laurence: Probably, but knock again. And again and again. Don’t stop.
Matty: Don’t tell anyone.
Laurence: I won’t. Good luck.
Clearing his throat, Matty looked up from his phone, the sun beating down on him since the top of the convertible Wells had rented was down. He hadn’t been sure if Laurence would give him Avery’s address, but to his surprise, he had and didn’t even ask questions. It was almost as if he knew what Matty was planning, and for that, Matty was thankful, since saying it out loud might be a tad bit hard.