Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 99494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
“I get that.” I don’t even attempt to defend Liam, not when I know his history. And yes, I know that people can change, but I’m not sure he’s at a point in his life when he’d want to.
“I will, however, be back down to visit you in a few months,” she says as we both look toward my bedroom door when it sounds like someone just opened the front door. Knowing I locked it and that even if I hadn’t, Bax wouldn’t just walk in—and neither would Liam—my heart starts to pound.
“Someone’s here,” I whisper-hiss.
“Who?” she whispers back.
“I don’t know.” I pull out my phone from my back pocket while moving to the door of my room to close it.
“Olivia?” Kourtney calls out, and my shoulders sag in relief.
“Oh my God.” I step into the hall and find Kourtney with her suitcase, standing at the opposite end. “You scared the crap out of me.”
“Sorry.” She gives me a half smile. “I would have called to tell you that I was coming home, but my phone bit the dust yesterday.”
“That’s okay.” I walk to her to give her a hug and see her body stiffen when she looks behind me. I look over my shoulder and see Rebecca has stepped into the hall. “You remember Rebecca, right?” The two of them met when Kourtney stayed with me in Chicago while she was working there. Though, we all didn’t get to hang out much, since Kourtney was working crazy hours at the hospital. And she’s also very anti-social.
“I didn’t know you had company.”
“Umm… yeah. Reb came down to visit me for the weekend.” I shake my head. “Sorry, I didn’t think about telling you that she was coming.”
“It’s fine.” She sighs, and I rub my lips together. Honestly, I’m not sure how to feel about her reaction, and I don’t know if I’m in the wrong. Maybe I should have told her Rebecca was coming into town, but she wasn’t here, so I didn’t think about it. I also haven’t had to ask someone if I could have company since I was a teenager and living at home with my parents.
“I thought you were working in LA for the next couple of weeks.”
“I was, but after the police called me, I decided to use my time off to come home and check on things.”
Guilt twists around my insides. “You didn’t need to do that.”
“It’s fine.” She looks at the front door when there is a knock, and I start to walk down the hall as she turns to answer it. She gets there before me, and when she sees it’s Liam, I watch her body jerk in surprise. “Liam?”
“Hey, Kourtney,” Liam says distractedly, his attention already focused on Rebecca. “Are you ready?” he asks the woman behind me.
“Yeah, I just need to grab my luggage.”
“Do you want help?” I ask her, not really wanting to leave Liam in the living room with Kourtney, who looks so uncomfortable with people being in her house.
“I got it,” she assures, turning down the hall to my room and coming back less than a minute later, rolling her suitcase with her purse over her shoulder.
Stopping in front of me, she gives me a tight hug. “I love you.”
“Love you too. Call after you get to the airport and are through security.”
“I will.” She lets me go and looks at Kourtney.
“Sorry we didn’t get a chance to visit. Maybe next time.”
“Yeah,” Kourtney says as Liam grabs Rebecca’s bag and wheels it outside.
“Drive safe,” I tell Liam, and he jerks his chin up in my direction but doesn’t say a word. Then again, he hasn’t tried to talk to me since Bax refused to let him speak to me at the bar.
I walk to the door and watch him walk Rebecca to his truck and open the passenger door for her. A couple of minutes later, as Liam starts to back out of the driveway, I wave at Rebecca, then step back into the house and close the door. After looking into the kitchen and the office next to my room for Kourtney, I go to my bedroom and pick up my phone. I told Bax I would stay with him tonight, but with Kourtney now home, I think it might be better if I stay here with her.
After dialing Bax’s number, I put the call on speaker and set it on the bed, listening to it ring as I pick up my laundry basket from the floor and set it on the end of the bed.
“Hey, baby, did Liam pick up Rebecca?”
“Yeah, they just left.” I grab a stack of pajamas and carry them to my dresser.
“Okay, I’ll be over in a minute to walk you over here.”
“I’m not sure I’m coming. Kourtney came home, and I think it might be better if I stay here with her.”