Page 162 of Sassy Love
Oh Laws. I’m sorry.
Yeah, me too.
Why the hell are you giving up so easily, bud?
Mack.
What, are they playing pass-the-phone? Luckily, I know them both well enough to recognize who sends what.
I’m not giving up, Mackie-boy, simply respecting the woman’s space, is all.
Um, okay . . .
What’s that supposed to mean?
Grace said you should go after her.
I did not.
Carlie is decisive, independent and has her plate full with Millie. The last thing she needs is me bothering her.
Sweet Jesus, bud. It’s not bothering when you’re helping out. You do for family and that girl is family
Careful Mackinlay, you’re starting to sound like Harry.
The man has foresight we all wish we had. Besides, I’d hedge a bet she’s waiting on you to make a move. She seems about as stubborn as Harry.
I laugh out loud at that one.
Mack has a point.
Gotta go, see you next week. Send me pictures, Gracie. You know, when they’re all cleaned up and cute.
Of course. Love you, Laws.
Love you too, Gracie.
The dots appear and then disappear.
Love you bro. Go get your captain already.
I chuckle at his affection. Our family has always been in each other’s pockets, but after Mack’s injuries on tour, we kind of all took it up a notch. Nothing like almost losing a brother to get your priorities right.
I shut the laptop and change into Levi’s and a polo shirt. Grabbing my keys, I swipe my wallet off the entry table and order an Uber.
Here goes nothing.
Idid not think this through.
Pacing outside Carlie’s apartment, I can hear the television on inside Carlie’s apartment, the sound punctured by the occasional chatter.
Saturday. She should be home, right?
My heart has permanently lodged itself in my throat.
Sweet Jesus.
What if she tells me to take a hike? What if she doesn’t want to see me...
