Page 15 of The Devil's Heir
"I don't know, Heath." I don't want to chance being caught by Jarek, but on the other hand, I've missed Heath.
"Aw, come on, Lily girl. You're eighteen now, right?"
"Yeah, what of it?"
He shrugs, "I don't know. I kind of remember having a little crush on you, but you were too young. I was hoping we could talk, and who knows, maybe I will come with you."
I stare disbelievingly at him. "You had a crush on me?"
His smile is a shy one as he says, "Maybe just a little."
I can't believe it because Heath was someone that I looked up to; I thought he hung the moon, and I was devastated when he ran away.Maybe I had a little crush on him as well. Biting my bottom lip, I mull over his offer, "Will you personally take me to the train station when I'm ready to leave?"
He grins from ear to ear. "I will take you wherever you want to go, Lily girl."
"Alright then, lead the way." I smile.
He grabs my duffel bag and slings it over his shoulder before taking my suitcase. What a gentleman, and he's also easy on the eye. At the age of twenty, Heath Richards is definitely all man now. Not that I would know what a real man is because I'm still a virgin, but if I were to picture one, it would definitely be him. I smile as I follow him back to his place.
Heath has talked me into staying with him for a few days, and I took him up on his offer only because I haven't had a real friend to talk to since the day he left the foster home. He works from home as a freelance writer, so at least I'm not disrupting his life.
Catching up with Heath has been great; it's just like old times; except I keep hearing his words running through my head about having a crush on me. I've never had a boyfriend and up until Jarek started showing me attention, no other boy has, and I'm not counting Falcon as someone who is a love interest.
"How about some Chinese food and a movie? I'll buy it." Heath smiles as he walks into the living room, where I'm reading a book.
"I don't know, Heath. I'm afraid to show my face anywhere just yet." I look at him apologetically.
"I don't mean go out, silly. I want to order in and find something on Netflix." He lets himself fall beside where I'm sitting, jarring me into him.
I giggle. "Well, if that's the case, then I'm in."
He stares at me for a moment and then pulls out his phone, "What would you like?"
I'm a bit embarrassed because I've only had Chinese once, and that was when my social worker took me out to eat right before dropping meoff at the Mallards. She was moving to a different state and would no longer be my case worker, so she wanted to do something nice for me.
"Surprise me, I'm not picky." I smile, hoping that he doesn't see through me.
"Okay, but don't get mad if you don't like what I get." He teases.
Growing up as a ward of the state, you don't have the luxury of turning down a meal like this because you really don't know when you will have the chance to eat it again. In my case, I'm an adult now, but I'm a broke adult and need to save every penny I can get my hands on.
"Food is ordered; I'm going to jump in the shower. Flip through Netflix and find a movie, preferably not a romance." He grins.
"Aw, you're no fun!" I joke.
"If you want me to fall asleep on you, then by all means, pick a romance," he says as he walks out of the room.
Laughing, I shake my head and then begin my search.
As I scroll through all the movies, I think about my plans to leave. I know I need to go, but I've missed Heath, and we have picked up right where we left off, back in our old foster home. If I stay, how long will it take before Jarek forgets about me? I can always just get my GED and then take college classes online, but first, I need to see what Heath thinks about me staying.
"Really? You want to watch a documentary about serial killers?" Heath chuckles as he walks back into the room after his shower.
I notice that I am, indeed, on a documentary channel, and I laugh. "No, I just got to thinking about things, that is all."
I can't help but notice how he's only wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and no shirt. He's definitely got decent abs for his age, and I can't stop gawking, which he catches me doing because he flexes his biceps for me.
"You want to look? Look at these babies, too."
