Page 7 of His White Moonlight
CHAPTER TWO
“Bennett,”Storm cooed, catching his tailored coat sleeve.“It’s been so long since you came out for a run.”
He dislodged her breast-pressing arm hug.
“Unfortunately, I’m not out for a run.”His gaze shifted to me, and his pupils flared a little like Storm’s had.“What are you doing out here, Wrenly?”
I knew better than to lie.He’d smell it a mile away.So I smiled innocently.
“Running.Exchanging barbs with Storm.”
“I caught her trying to climb over the wall,” Storm said as if she were some kind of hero instead of a girl so desperate for a guy’s attention she looked two seconds away from leg-humping him.
“Careful, Storm.You’re close to panting.”
Her simpering gaze filled with rage as she glared at me.I grinned unrepentantly until Bennett grabbed me by the arm—the shoulder she’d stepped on—and started towing me back toward the car.
Storm’s whine followed us.I wanted to do the same, but for a different reason.My shoulder was still aching, and I didn’t want to go back home with Bennett and his disapproving stares.Or, worse, his mind-numbing interrogations.
He didn’t say anything by the time we reached the road, which just meant he was bottling up all his annoyance.He went straight to the car and opened the passenger door for me.
“I can drive us back,” I offered.
“Get in, Wrenly.”
With a sigh, I plopped into the seat.He closed the door and walked around the front of the car.He’d been smart not to put me in the driver’s seat.I would have been too tempted to run him over.
“Are you going to tell me why you were trying to leave?”he asked once he got in.
“And bore you with the inner workings of my insignificant mind?Never.”
He started the car and pulled away from the shoulder.“Why do you think you’re insignificant?”
“I don’t.You do.”I felt the weight of his glance, so I met it with an arched brow.
“I don’t think you’re insignificant, Wrenly.”
Of course, he didn’t.He found me to be a significant pain in his ass and had since as far back as I could remember.I didn’t say that, though, because I knew he’d feel obligated to prove otherwise.
Since I wanted to avoid the second Spanish Inquisition, I gave him what he wanted—an answer.
“I was going to surprise Mom, Dad, Aiden, and Karter at the office.”I purposely didn’t think of all the other things I’d also wanted to do so that I wouldn’t smell like a liar.In the few years I’d lived at home, I’d perfected how to lie-not-lie.It was a skill I’d kept honed.
Bennett didn’t say anything more until he’d parked the car in the garage.
“Aiden and Karter aren’t at the office.”
“Okay.Then where are they?”
“Away.”
He opened his door and got out.I scrambled to get out and follow him into the house.
“Away where?”
“Where doesn’t matter.They’re busy.”
If there’d been a pan on the stovetop, I would have tested my backswing on Bennett’s head…once I stood on a chair.
