Sweet Harmony (Harmony Falls #1) - Elizabeth Kelly Page 0,81
and it’s been my experience that selfish guys don’t make good sex partners. Do you want that for your first time?”
“Ugh,” Addison set down her piece of pizza, “all of this sex talk about my brother makes me lose my appetite.”
“Sorry, Addie,” Kira said.
“It’s okay,” she replied. “I know you’re struggling, and I want to be a supportive best friend. But if I run out of the room and you hear vomiting, just ignore it.”
Kira gave her a small smile before running her fingers restlessly through her hair. “I like Connor, but I’ve spent how many years in love with Daniel? Is it normal for a person’s feelings to just turn off and on like a faucet? Because that doesn’t feel normal to me.”
“Honey,” Grace leaned over and gave her knee a squeeze, “you’re completely normal. Loving someone who doesn’t love you back isn’t the same as being in a committed relationship with someone.”
Kira winced, and Grace squeezed her knee again. “I’m sorry, I know that sucks to hear, but it’s time for some painful truths. You’ve been doing this fake relationship with Connor for almost three weeks now and Daniel hasn’t made a move on you. There have been no signs of jealousy, has there?”
“No,” Kira said.
“Which doesn’t bother you,” Grace said.
“It does,” Kira protested.
Grace just stared at her and Kira looked down at her hands. “At first, I wanted it to bother me, but now…”
“Connor is a good guy,” Grace said. “I think you should give him a chance.”
“It’s too late,” Kira said. “I was so surprised and confused by what he said, that I didn’t say anything, and it upset him. He’s completely closed down and would barely talk to me today.”
“Well, the good news is that he’s kind of trapped in your house and with that knee the way it is, can’t run from you,” Addison said with a small smile. “Just take away his crutches and start talking.”
Kira huffed out a laugh. “If only it was that easy.”
“It is that easy,” Grace said.
Kira picked at her nail. “This feels weird. I’ve been in love with Daniel for so long that to think I’m not in love with him… it’s freaking me out. I’m not sure who I am if I’m not in love with him.”
“Your crush on Daniel does not define who you are,” Grace said. “There’s so much more to you than just that, Kira-bear.”
“Is there?” Kira said. “It doesn’t feel like there is.”
“Let’s see,” Addison said. “You’re a great sister, an amazing friend, a kick-ass real estate agent and a really excellent fake girlfriend.”
Kira stared at her and Grace. “What if being a fake girlfriend is all Connor wants now?”
“There’s only one way to find out,” Grace said. “Talk to him, honey.”
“I will,” Kira said. “But not right now. He gets the results of his MRI tomorrow and I know he’s worried about it. I don’t want to add to his stress by pushing him for a relationship. Especially when I’m still not certain that’s what I want.”
She leaned over and rested her head on Grace’s shoulder. “Thank you so much, you guys. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Grace kissed her forehead as Addison smiled at her. “We’ll always be here for you, honey. Always.”
* * *
Kira slammed the car door shut and stared apprehensively at the house. She was nervous about going in, which was stupid. The house was dark, and she knew Connor was already in bed. He’d texted her over an hour ago to say that he was going to bed and ask if she was still available to drive him to his doctor’s appointment tomorrow.
Addison had gone home earlier but Kira deliberately stayed a little longer at Grace’s, too chicken to go home before Connor might fall asleep. She needed to talk to him, but she was tired and confused and needed more time.
“Hey, Kira.”
She whirled around, her pulse thumping and coppery fear in her mouth. “Daniel? You scared the hell out of me.”
“Sorry, doll – I mean, Kira. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He leaned against her car, his hands in the pockets of his jeans and a sheepish smile on his face.
“What are you doing here? It’s late.”
“It’s not that late,” he said. “I’ve been waiting for you to get home.”
She glanced around him at his truck parked on the street. “Seriously?”
“You won’t answer my calls or text with me anymore.”
She sighed. “That’s not true. I texted you this morning.”