Page 114 of Situationship
“Actually, it’s not. It was my home when I was a kid, but now it’s yours.”
“It can be ours.” When Harley shook her head, Teagan grabbed the bottle and took a good, long swig, burping up the bubbles when she was done. “Nonna would want that.”
“No, Nonna wanted us to heal our sistership. Don’t you see? Nonna left you the house and me the car because it was her way of telling us that she loved us for our own unique qualities.”
“But the girls love having you here. I love having you here. Don’t go,” Teagan begged.
“And I love being here, which is why we’ll be staying in Pacific Cove for now.”
Teagan stopped. “We?”
“Bryan and I.”
Teagan felt a momentary dreamy smile take over her grief. “He came?”
“He came.” Harley’s eyes filled. “And we’re moving in together. Well, more like moving around together.”
“Oh my God.” Teagan leaned over to hug her sister. “This is amazing news.”
“I hope so because we want to stay in PC.”
“When did it happen?”
“Don’t play innocent. He told me you called.”
“Yeah, like three hours ago.”
Harley hugged herself, and Teagan realized she’d never seen her sister smile that way. She looked free and vulnerable and in love. If it weren’t her sister’s moment, Teagan would have burst into tears herself—not the good kind.
“When I was on the beach with the girls, he showed up and we had a long talk.”
“The girls know?”
“I swore them to secrecy. I wanted to let you have the space you needed to process.”
“I’m too upset at myself to even start processing.” She was more than upset; she was crushed. She’d hurt someone she loved because she couldn’t distance herself from her troubles; she wasn’t about to make that mistake with her sister. “Distract me with your tales of happily ever after.”
“We’re not going there, yet. But you were right, he’s special. I can’t let go of special. And I guess he thinks that about me because he said he just wants to be with me. As I am. He knows that I don’t sit still well so he told his boss he’s going to work virtually. We can pick up and travel as much as my antsy pants desire.”
Teagan choked up because she was so happy for her sister. And so incredibly sad over the disaster of her own making. She might not have left Colin aDear Johnletter this time. What she’d done was worse. Just as she had with Harley, she’d taken his love and loyalty for granted.
She had a lot of making up to do with the special people in her life. Starting with Harley.
“I am so happy for you. But why rent when you can stay here?”
“Um, the offer is sweet, but Bryan and I are way too loud to live below my nieces’ bedroom. Plus, did I ever mention that we do a lot of role-playing?”
Teagan shoved her fingers in her ears. “TMI.”
Harley pulled her fingers out. “TMI can’t penetrate the sacred bonds of Sistership.”
“Gross. You said penetrate.” They both laughed, and between the two of them made a serious dent in the champagne. “While I’m happy for you, selfishly I don’t want to lose you. You’re already going to be gone for months at a time. What about all the milestones? Our business?” An idea began taking shape. “Why waste money on rent when you can live in the apartment above the garage? Wow, that sounded way more appealing in my head.”
“You mean Zia Iris’s place?” There were two rooms with a bath and small kitchen—perfect size for world travelers. “I didn’t even know it still existed. I thought it was storage.”
“It is.”
Harley studied her for a long moment. “Where will you put all of Grandma’s stuff?”
