Page 107 of Holiday on the Rocks
“Not long enough, Dawson.”
Will’s eyes narrowed at me. “What the hell happened? You have stitches?”
“I had an ice debacle when I first arrived.”
“Debacle?”
“I went over a little cliff and the car rolled.”
He stepped closer and took my face in his hands. “Allie, you’re okay?”
I stepped away. “I’m fine. Really.”
Levi asked. “You here for the wedding, Will?”
My brother took a step toward Levi. “I’m here to make sure you know your place.”
Great, the words that would only spur Levi on. “My place?”
My brother looking at me brought fire to my cheeks, and I quickly looked away as Levi walked through them and to the door. “You aren’t telling me anything this time, Will.”
I walked over and grabbed my brother by the hand. “Let’s chat.”
Lexi waved her arm in the air. “Emily and Travis are coming over in an hour for a bonfire. I’ll get things ready in the kitchen if anyone wants to help.” She nudged Rachel. “Of course, wine will be there.”
Royce nodded. “I like the sound of that. I’m feeling mentally overworked and a little under intoxicated at the moment.”
Kristina pointed at me. “You better join us, Allison. Wine is the only way to deal after this afternoon. Much cheaper than therapy.”
I pulled my brother by the hand into the empty living room and to the sofa next to the fire. The room glowed and was cozily perfect if it weren’t for me about to rip my only sibling’s head off.
“Sit.”
He rolled his eyes and plopped down. It was then Clint entered the room and stood next to me.
“Uh, can I talk to Will for a minute?”
“Sure.”
He sat in the leather chair next to the coffee table clearly not picking up what I was lying down.
“I’d like to have a word with him alone, please.”
Clint’s expression brimmed with irritation. “Allie, this is ridiculous. Levi has completely crossed the line. Lexi told me he was hiding in the fucking van. Who does that?”
“He saved the wedding reception food.”
Will let out a huff. “That’s a bunch of crap and you know it. He has motives, and I’m going to make certain this shit stops now.”
Clint leaned up in his chair, “Allie?—”
“Clint, I think I stated that I want to speak with Will alone.”
“Can’t you see?—”
“I see two people in my life who seem to not be aware that I’m a grown ass woman. I don’t need or want anyone bossing me around anymore.” I pointed to the door. “Clint, out.”
“This is bullshit.”
