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Serves himself right.

“Going to let me talk?”

He wheezes out a ‘fine’. So, I start.

“I’m in love with her.” This has him standing up right, well as up right as he can. “And I’m going to take her back west with me.” If she will allow me too of course.

“No, this is her home.”

“This town?” I let out a bitter laugh. “This hasn’t been her home in a long time, Shane.”

“And if she doesn’t want to?”

“Then I’ll let her go.”

Even if it’ll break my heart, I will let her go.

Chapter Thirty-Two

MORGAN

Men.

They’re fucking morons.

Esky follows me back to Shane’s. I let my fingers dance over my lips. I can still feel Rhys’s on mine; it felt so good to be in his arms again.

Mrs. Anderson is out the front watering her plants. “Hello, Morgan. Cute dog.”

“Hello Mrs. Anderson. Yeah, this is Esky, the dingo I rescued when I was out west.”

She stops watering and walks to the fence. “Oh my, she is as cute as you said she would be.” And pats the top of Esky’s head.

I didn’t leave the house much in the first week, so I befriended Mrs. Anderson, and she filled me in on everything that took place while I was gone. Which is too much for a town this small. Just as I’m about to reply, Shane’s car approaches, and by the looks of it, Rhys is with him. So maybe they punched and made up?

I say a quick goodbye to Mrs. Anderson and make my way inside, locking them out.

“Come on, Mo.”

“Princess.” they say at the same time.

“Don’t call her that.”

“Don’t listen then.”

Jesus they’re still fucking arguing.

They obviously get inside, because it is Shane’s house. He unlocks the door and Rhys walks past him, blood covering the corner of his mouth.

“Are you two serious? Do you know how childish it is to have a physical fucking fight, in a cemetery? Right by your grandparents graves!” I yell at them.

“Princess.”

Pointing a finger in his direction, “Don’t fucking Princess me right now Rhys.”

“I second that motion.” Shane decides to add his two cents.

I turn to Shane. “And you, you’re an officer of the law. You keep telling me how shit is so messy in town at the moment, and you’re fucking fighting with your best friend.”