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.She knows I’m here.“How’s the foot?” I ask, closing in on her personal space from behind.“Fine.” She takes a step forward.“How’s the death trap you rode in on?”She did see me pull in.Heh.“It’s not so much a death trap as a death seeker,” I say.Aria always hated motorcycles with a passion, one of the reasons I didn’t buy one in high school and possibly why it was the very first thing I bought when she left town.She rolls her eyes at me, but her cheeks are flushed.This is the perfect time to talk to her about my idea.“Hey, you know –” I start, only to be cut short by the little dirt bomb again.Jesus, he’s filthy.“I want ice cream,” he squeaks, barging in right between us.“What on earth?” she says, but I miss the rest, because pulling up right behind him is – fuck me – Serena.Well, this plan is going to shit in a hurry.“Hey buddy.” I bend down to Cade’s level, not meeting Serena’s eyes but definitely feeling the daggers she’s shooting at me.“What flavor are you getting?” I’ve never really been a fan of kids, not sure why, but in this moment, I’d rather talk to the three-foot twerp than acknowledge his grabby aunt.When I first moved back in with Dad, I made the mistake of being friendly with Serena – in a completely kid sister sorta way – but she misread the signs.Big time.I can’t even think about the mess that followed.“Banilla,” Cade says, bringing me back to the current uncomfortable situation.“Banilla?” I ask.Geez, no imagination with today’s youth.“Well, that’s boring.”“Maybe we like boring,” Aria snaps at me.“Yeah,” Serena agrees before looking away.There’s no way she told Aria what happened, so when I level a look her way, she quickly changes her tune.“What does he know?” she jokes to Cade.Jesus H.“I highly doubt that you like boring,” I say to Aria before turning my attention on the kid again.“Look at all the choices.What about bubble gum? It’s like two treats in one.” Without thinking, I lift him up to show him.The little dude hasn’t picked up any of his mother’s prickly tendencies.He practically jumps into my arms.“I can’t get bubble gum,” the kid says.“Why not?”“It’s pink.” He looks at me like I’m a complete moron.“So?” I say.“So, that’s a girl’s color.”“Says who?” I continue.“Everyone,” he replies.“Well, that’s a load of crap,” I say.Aria clears her throat, and Serena shoots another stink eye in my direction.“I mean, that’s not so.Colors aren’t for boys or girls, they’re for everyone.Plus, some of the best flavors are pink.Raspberry, strawberry, cherry nut.On Saturdays they even have cotton candy.Come down and I’ll buy you a cone.”“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Tristan,” Aria scolds.“He’s very literal and gets attached easily.”“If you recall,” I fight back, “I’m not the one who breaks promises.”And then, as if to prove my point, I touch her.Two fingers take the same path from her shoulder to her wrist as they had our one night together.I squeeze her small shaking hand in mine.“I’ll see you again, little man,” I tell Cade, appreciating his distraction from the ladies.He might not be so bad after all.And to his mother, I whisper in her ear, “I’ll definitely be seeing you.”She stumbles away from me so quickly it’s comical.“And that’s a promise,” I say as I head for the door with my scoop of rocky road.I have the feeling it’s going to be a rocky one indeed.ARIAFor the next few days, I’m able to avoid Tristan.Still, I feel him every night I go to sleep.The way his hands make my skin sing.The way his eyes rake over my body, bringing every nerve ending to the surface with a buzz.The way his anger seems to melt when he’s close.My body’s in constant battle with my brain, which distinctly remembers that I’m supposed to hate him.Thankfully, the daytime is easier.Working at the restaurant, taking care of Caden, and preparing for school keeps my mind busy and it doesn’t take long to settle into a routine.Most importantly, my son is at home here.It’s made me think about what my little guy was missing by being away from his family.We followed Alex thousands of miles and saw him so little.Part of me wishes he’d served those divorce papers sooner.Maybe then I could’ve pulled my head out of my ass.Still, I’ll never be free.Alex will always be Cade’s father, shitty one that he is.“Aria,” Mom calls, snapping me out of my reverie.“Hurry up there.The lunch rush will be starting soon.”I’m a little rusty working at the diner – particularly apparent as I try to help Jimmy prep in the kitchen.I chop veggies while the big hulk of a man gently and cautiously prepares his famous soups.It’s quite adorable.Today, he’s whipping up gazpacho.My absolute favorite.“You haven’t changed a bit, Ari.” Jimmy takes my knife from me, showing me the proper way to hold it.“Your chopping technique still stinks.”Jimmy’s taught me most everything back here.Other than Mom, of course.When we were little and Mom was off doing the books and serving out front, it was Jimmy who would entertain us back here.It was just him and his wife, Kate.They never had children, so he kind of adopted us.His wife died of breast cancer two years ago.It hurts I wasn’t here for him during that time.So even though I hate – absolutely detest – being told what to do, I let him show me the proper way to wield a knife.Though if I haven’t mastered it yet, I think it’s a lost cause.“Grasp the blade firmly between your thumb and the knuckle of your index finger, curling your other fingers around the handle.Don’t put your finger along the spine of the knife, because it removes all control.”It does work better, and I’m flying through the chopping.Too bad the technique isn’t going to stick.My hands have their own way of doing things and I can’t change now.I finish up my last carrot when Serena comes in with Cade and the boys.I’m so excited to see him, the knife slips from my hand.So, I reach out for it and Jimmy lunges for me.“Aria, you never, never grab a falling knife,” he says.“Especially these knives.You’d get a nasty injury and your mom would kill me.”“Sorry, sorry,” I tell him.“I know better.I promise I will get back into the swing of this place soon.”“It’s okay,” Jimmy says.“We all have a natural instinct to grab for anything that’s falling.You just need to overcome it.”Jimmy the chef and philosopher.“You okay, Mommy?” Cade asks.“I am now that you’re here.” I tackle him for a hug.“How’s it going?”“I’m sorry,” Serena says.“We shouldn’t have snuck up on you, but Cade really wanted to see his mama.”I give her a squeeze next, and by her doe-eyed expression I can tell I’ve taken her by surprise.Serena takes such good care of Cade while I work at the restaurant.She signed up for playtimes, music classes, and tennis of all things.She may not think the most of me, but Cade? She’s in love and will make sure he has the best.Things between the two of us are getting better though.We actually laugh and have meals together sometimes.It’s like we’re getting to be real sisters again, and the dreaded competition between us seems to have faded [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]