Perfect Risk (Mason Creek #1) - C.A. Harms Page 0,61
was a pretty girl, she had the bluest eyes and perfect heart shaped lips, but she had nothing on my brown haired beauty. Sadie was stunning, and it wasn’t just her looks that made me weak in the knees, she was the ultimate package.
“You’re in love with Sadie?”
“I am,” I replied undeniably.
Karlie and I stood there, facing one another, only staring at the other. Thoughts of Sadie dancing in my head and her… well, I wasn’t sure. But when she stepped back and gave me a forced smile I felt my chest grow tight. Karlie didn’t like to lose, she didn’t like not getting something she wanted. She was and has always been spoiled.
“I’ll see you around.” Turning toward her car she climbed in behind the wheel and offered me a little wave before driving off.
After she was gone, I walked to my truck and climbed up inside. Taking a few minutes before pressing the button and starting the engine, I didn’t want to take any of this shit home with me.
When I drove passed Blossom's, taking the long way around I noticed that Sadie’s car was gone. The little clown car stood out in a town of bigger SUV’s and trucks. She’d be needing a ride daily once the first snowfall came.
I stopped by the grocery store, picking up a few things I’d run low on and grabbing a couple steaks for dinner.
When I got home, I gathered my bags and started toward the door. Again feeling a little disappointed that Sadie wasn’t yet home. Stepping up to the back door I immediately noticed the plant sitting on the step, with the Blossoms tag on the side of the pot and I smiled. Maybe this was a step in the direction of her adding her own little touches to my home.
Opening the door, I let Gus sneak by before I gathered the pot and carried it inside. Placing everything in my arms on the table I noticed the card sticking inside and pulled it out, opening the envelope.
* * *
To new beginnings, and lasting memories.
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Lifting the plant I carried it to the living room and sat it on the small table near the large windows that lined the back of my house. Stepping back I grinned, feeling like it was the perfect addition to the large room.
I’m not a flowery guy, I don’t decorate with all the fancy shit woman seem to love. My home and the cottage where Sadie resided were like night and day. She’s all fluffy pillows and throw blankets and I’m empty walls and no rugs in sight. But the idea of her things decorating this home excited me.
I’d learn to love a hundred pillow on my bed and tablecloths on the table if it meant she was in my home too.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Sadie
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I stayed gone longer than I’d meant to. I had a million things to do, but I couldn’t bring myself to go home. Even when Wyatt messaged me to tell me that the steaks were on the grill I remained where I was, sitting on Anna’s couch, playing with Drew. I’d lost track of the amount of times his big Tonka truck had crashed into my ankle.
Anna knew something was wrong and after the first hour of bugging me about it she gave up and humored me instead. Stories of her clients coming into the salon and at one point I was cursed with the story of how one of her coworkers had cut and styled Karlie’s hair earlier that day.
That was the moment when she’d realized that what was on my mind was tied to the blonde bimbo that I could honestly say I hated. Hate was a strong word I know this, and I was taught to forgive and forget, that we all make mistakes and everyone deserved a second chance, but not Karlie. I couldn’t bring myself to like her even enough to be civil.
When I thought of her, I thought of her and Wyatt as a couple and it drove me out of my mind.
“Will you just tell me what is going one before I march over to Wyatt’s and ask him myself?” Drew took off toward his room leaving Anna and I alone with our bottle of wine. I knew I’d most likely be sleeping on her couch, but at that point I didn’t care.
“Sadie?” Anna slid forward on the couch and forced me to look at her. “Did something happen with Wyatt?”