It’s over.

“Fuck,” I whisper.

“I’m sorry, kiddo. Take a few days and calm down. Maybe you’ll be able to give him a chance to explain things. If you don’t like what he has to say, fuck him. Maybe he’ll be able to give you some insight.” Will shrugs and looks down at his feet. “I probably shouldn’t tell you this…”

“What?” My gaze whips up to his and he scowls and shakes his head.

“He called me last night.”

“What? How do you know? You were with me all night.”

“No I wasn’t. When you fell asleep I tucked you in like a good big brother and let you sleep. He’d left a message earlier in the evening.”

I don’t respond. I don’t know if I want to know what Nate said. I don’t know if I can take it. I’m missing him so much, and I’m starting to feel weak in my resolve, and I don’t like this new quality in my personality.

“Don’t you want to know what he said?”

“No.”

“Jules.” Will laughs and looks down at me with humor. “You’re so fucking stubborn.”

“Learned it from you, big brother.”

“You really don’t want to know?”

“No.”

“Let me just say this, kid.  And this is coming from me, your big brother, who would fucking kill for you. Take your few days to lick your wounds and be pissed. You have a right to them. But then give him a chance to explain.”

“Let’s go to dinner.” I start to pull myself up but Will stops me with his hand on my arm.

“Jules…”

“I heard you. I’ll think about it.” I kiss his cheek and pull away. “I’m hungry.”

“Let’s go then.”

***

Will takes me to one of our favorite burger joints in North Seattle called Red Mill Burgers. It’s nothing fancy, but the food is to-die for. We place our order and find a seat, waiting for my name to be called so we can go collect our food.

“I haven’t been here in ages.” I look around the restaurant and back at Will and giggle when I see him pull his baseball cap down lower on his face. “Do you really think that’s much of a disguise? Dude, you’re like six foot four, all built, and your ugly face is on a billboard in downtown Seattle. People are going to recognize you.”

“Shut up,” he murmurs, making me laugh again.

“Jules?” I look to my left and see a gorgeous, petite woman smiling down at me with beautiful hazel eyes and long auburn hair with chunky blonde highlights.

“Meg!” I quickly jump up and pull her in for a big hug. “Oh my gosh, I haven’t seen you in years! How are you?”

Meg steps back and smiles at me, then glances nervously over at Will. “I’m doing very well, thanks. It’s great to see you.”

“Will, this is Megan McBride, a friend of mine from college. Meg, this is my brother, Will.”

Will stands, towering over her, and offers his hand. Meg’s face sobers, but she shakes his hand politely. “I know who you are.”

He just nods and takes his seat again.

“What have you been up to?” I ask her.

“I’m a charge nurse at Seattle Children’s Hospital in the cancer unit.” Meg smiles shyly, her dimple in her left cheek winking at me, and I grin back at her.

“That’s awesome! Good for you, girl. Are you still singing?”

“Uh, no.” She shakes her head and blushes, looking down at the table. “Not since college.”

“You sing?” Will asks.

“She has a fantastic voice,” I reply and smile encouragingly at Meg.

“Thanks, but you know how it is, life takes over and things get busy.” She shrugs and smiles at me again.

Will catches my eye and he raises an eyebrow. Yes, she’s hot, moron.

“Are you married?” I ask her.

She giggles almost cynically. “Hell, no.”

“Can I get your number?” Will asks, straight out, and I frown at him.

Meg gapes at him for a moment, but then glares at him. “Hell, no,” she responds coldly.

Wow, what got her panties in a twist?

Will’s jaw drops and he smirks, then shakes his head. “Excuse me?”

“I don’t think I stuttered,” Meg responds, then puts her hand on my shoulder and grins at me. “It was great to see you. Take care, girl.”

“You too, Meg.”

“What the hell was that all about?” Will asks, bewildered.

“I don’t know.” I shrug and then smirk at him. “You just have such a debonair way with women.”

“Shut up, brat.”

***

It’s Wednesday, but the whole family is at my mom and dad’s for dinner, despite it being the middle of the week. I know it’s because everyone wanted to make sure that I’m okay, and it makes me feel loved and secure knowing that they care enough to want to check on me in person.

But my heart just isn’t in it. It’s been two days now since I last saw Nate, and it’s killing me.

“Jules, honey, would you like some dessert?” my mom asks, smiling at me. I’m completely stuffed from her delicious fried chicken and mashed potatoes, which will earn me another killer session at the gym, but I always have room for dessert.

“What do you have?” I ask.

“I made your favorite,” she says with a wink. “Chocolate cheesecake.”




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