Page 47 of Endlessly Yours
I frowned, a little annoyed.
Me
You weren’t asking. I was offering. You know any of us Wilders would be there for you.
Rory
I just hate asking for help.
Me
I try to never ask for help. And then I get yelled at.
Rory
That is true.
Me
Just let me know what I can do. Don’t you have a conference coming up, too?
Rory
I might have to back out of that. I don’t think I have enough energy to do an entire weekend away, let alone the burden of having anyone watch them. And not just asking people to do it, but the girls themselves. I don’t know if I’m ready to be away from them for that long.
I swallowed hard, my fingers hovering over the keys. I needed to get back to work, especially since we had another Wilder meeting coming up in a few hours. But I couldn’t help but want to continue this conversation with Rory. Though, I hated texting. Mostly because my fingers were way too big for the keys, and with every update, I swore typing got harder. Did they make the keys smaller? Or did they just decide to change it so that way some program lied to you? I wasn’t sure, but I hated it.
Me
Whatever you decide, let us know. And I’ll see you later?
My stomach tightened, wondering if I was ready for this, whatever this was. But I wasn’t going to hurt her. I couldn’t. I’d already promised myself and her that I wouldn’t be that much of an asshole, so I was going to have to figure out how to do this whole being-together thing. Even though I had no idea what the hell I was doing.
Rory
I need to get back to work, but I’ll think about it. And yes, I’ll see you later. Have a good day, Brooks.
My fingers hovered over the screen again, but there wasn’t much to say. I needed to get back to work and not think about Rory.
Not that it was going to be easy. Hell, it hadn’t been easy since I had first seen her over a year ago on this property. Why would I think that once I had her underneath me, and would be doing so again, it would be any easier?
No, it was never going to be easy.
I shook myself out of wherever the hell my mind was going and got to work. Unlike the girls, I had a full day, then a family dinner that included every Wilder in town. Usually, it would annoy me that we would have so many family dinners one after another, but for some reason, it didn’t bother me that much. Okay, I could probably guess the reason at this point, but it wasn’t as if I was going to spring that on the world. Nor were we hiding it.
We hadn’t exactly had that conversation, but I knew that Ava knew, and therefore Wyatt knew. Which meant the rest of my family probably knew, too. Wyatt couldn’t keep a secret to save his life. And, frankly, I didn’t care.
Maybe it would finally get everybody off of my back when it came to setting me up. At least, I hope the hell it did.
I talked with my crew as we got to work, and ran my hand over my chest. Wondering when things got to be this way. I didn’t know what I felt for Rory because I had never been in this situation before.
I had met Amara when we were young, and we had fallen into dating. I had loved her with every ounce of my soul and still felt as if part of me would be forever crushed.
But then again, I wasn’t that man anymore. It was the truth. I may not know how to date or know what to feel when it came to anyone but Amara, but I wasn’t going to compare the two.
That would be a disservice to both of them.
I looked up to the sky and closed my eyes. “I hope you know what the hell I’m doing because I don’t, Amara,” I whispered.
