Page 140 of Holding You
“Are you standing here just admiring your man? You know, now that it’s been a couple of weeks since everyone found out, you can finally go out without sneaking around?”
Her eyes start to well with tears.
This surely isn’t something to cry about.
“I miss sneaking around. It was so much fun, and it was hot, too,” she says and then looks to her left, then her right. “Is anyone upstairs?”
I laugh and then try to find something to keep myself busy.
“No, and you’re not taking my brother up there.”
“Dang it. Was I that obvious?”
“And more,” I laugh.
She smiles. “Seriously though, that wrinkle between your eyes was in full force.”
“I don’t have a wrinkle.”
“All of you Ashers have it.” She shrugs. “Spill.”
I cover my forehead with my hand.
“Yesterday Declan asked me to move in with him when his house is finished, but today, he’s … off.”
“Off how?”
“It’s just a feeling I get. He’s not been as touchy-feely.”
Declan chooses this exact moment to walk into the house.
He freezes.
“Is everything okay in here?”
I nod.
Shay copies me.
Dec smirks and then kisses my forehead, rubbing my shoulder as he passes me to head down the hallway.
“That didn’t seem off,” Shay whispers.
My gaze follows his backside as he disappears up the stairs.
“No. I guess not,” I say, but a weird feeling still nags at my stomach. Like the moment you know you’re about to be sick.
I give Shay my best smile though.
There is no need for us to both worry when it’s probably nothing.
“Good. Now, come hang out with us.”
I follow, but my mind is still in the house with Declan.
“Hey, did you tell him you’d move in?” she asks as if it’s an afterthought.
“Not yet.”
