Page 84 of Crazy for You
The annoying piece of technology wouldn’t stop ringing.
“You should answer it,” Colton said.
I rolled over and snagged it just as the trilling died, only to start up again. My stomach rolled once as an eerie feeling washed over me.
Nan’s name flashed on the screen. Since it was Sunday, I wasn’t late for anything, or at least not that I knew of. Maybe I hadn’t heard Nan when I ran out the day before, all too eager to get in Georgia’s car.
“Skyler.” Nan sounded panicked when I answered.
I swung my legs over the bed, straightening. “What is it?” I couldn’t begin to think what had her spooked, unless someone had broken into the house. That was the only thing that came to mind. Nevertheless, the eerie feeling multiplied.
“Um… you need to come home now. Your Aunt Clara is here from California.”
“What? Why?” I knew she would probably want to go to Dad’s funeral, but Nan and I hadn’t set a date yet. “How does she know Dad died?”
“I called her on Friday night after we came home,” Nan said. “She needed to know, since she’s family.”
“Okay, but why is she here so soon? Dad just passed two days ago.”
“Please come home.” Nan’s plea was strong, and I could sense she was holding something back.
“What are you not telling me?”
“I’ll explain when you get here.” Then she hung up.
“What’s going on?” Colton’s hand flitted across my shoulder.
I got up, staring at the blue, empty wall and wondering why she was in town. Dad had changed the trust, letting her off the hook. Unless he hadn’t. I dipped into my brain to figure out the time between when he told me he would change the trust and when he was rushed to the hospital.
Colton waved a hand in front of me. “Baby doll, you’re scaring me.”
I swung my gaze from the wall to him.
A troubled frown cut a path across his forehead. “Talk to me.”
“My aunt is in town.” I couldn’t remember if I’d told Colton about the situation with my aunt, so I explained the trust and guardianship as I dressed.
He slipped on his jeans before trying to tame his unkempt hair. “Maybe she’s here for money.”
I stopped midway of poking my arms through the sleeves of my top. “We don’t have any money.” Dad had his 401(k) from his former employer and other savings that I was aware of, but it wasn’t like we had a million dollars. Aside from that, I didn’t see my dad leaving his sister money. On top of that, she had a job, and I suspected one that paid well, especially given her recent promotion.
I finished dressing. I wasn’t about to figure out her motives, not while standing in a bedroom with a shirtless Colton.
I raked my gaze over my gorgeous boyfriend, drinking in every muscle and curve on him from head to toe. I was the luckiest girl on the planet.
He gave me a cheeky grin. “See something you like?” His tone was playful.
I licked my lips, shrugging as I fixated on his gorgeous body.
He chuckled as he threw his shirt over his head.
The doorknob rattled. “Skye, it’s Georgia. Open up.”
Colton picked up his shoes. “I’ll meet you downstairs?”
When he opened the door, they exchanged a good morning before she ambled in, looking like she’d had a rough night—wild hair, bloodshot eyes, and smudged makeup.
She yawned. “I feel like shit. I’ll never drink again.”
