Chapter 48

Jake

I’m not a very talkative person… or well. I talk easily to those close to me, and then I act reserved toward newcomers. I’ve always been like this, even from a young age. This made it hard for me to make friends as a kid,

but I was never bothered by that.

Winnie, my childhood friend and old

neighbor, made me feel seen throughout my

childhood.

Instead of ignoring me like everyone else

did, Winnie included me in everything. We were partners in crime, and I fell for her because she always smiled and made my day

better.

This is why Winnie has been on my brain for the past twenty-two years. People claim kids can’t fall in love and don’t know what those

emotions are, but trust me when I say that

I’ve loved Winnie for years. She has always been the one, but I’m starting to believe she doesn’t deserve me.

In the end, I never mattered as much to her

as she did to me…

I try to push that feeling aside and focus on the tacos I’m making. I chop some

vegetables and put some meat on the stove.

Winnie is sitting by the table, glancing at me whenever she thinks I’m not noticing it. Now that I’ve voiced my thoughts to her, she suddenly sees me, but karma is a bitch

because I wasn’t born yesterday. It will take

miracle for me to regain my interest in

Vell…

ou don’t get over someone you’ve liked for ears in a day, but I’m certainly chillier

ward her now. I asked Winnie to do

rands with me because I was too chicken

it to ask her out on a date. And what does

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she do? Break my freaking heart.

I’m still hurting….

However, she bought me the cookies we used to steal from the cupboard as kids, so my heart isn’t entirely frozen over. I’m also a nice guy, so it’s not like I won’t be her

friend.

“Jake?” Winnie asks in a low voice.

I don’t look at her from where I’m standing by the counter. My sole focus is on the cucumbers that I’m chopping for our tacos. ” Mhm?”

“I’m an asshole.”

smile. Almost. “Yes, you are.”

“I want to make it up to you, so I

Winnie is a klutz and would probably end up cutting her

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fingers.

to help

unnecessary.” I don’t want

to visit the hospital.

fighting it! I’m helping!”

stone when

to stand beside me. She is much shorter than me, head around my

stinking adorable, and my heart flutters at the

It’s frustrating.

itching to touch Winnie, but I can’t. I shouldn’t. I try to turn the other way, but I’m drawn in by her beautiful eyes.

  1. Have there ever been a more tortured

man?

mad at someone who makes your heart sing oudly in your chest. Simply looking at her nakes me start

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is a mess around her head, and I sigh when she grabs a knife without

she survived this far? Those bangs make her half-blind, and if Winnie doesn’t put

scrunchie around your arm or something?”

annoyingly cute freckles. My heart clenches, but I ignore that feeling. “But I don’t

a rubber band. “First off, you need to put up your hair. I don’t want you slicing up your fingers, Mrs.

Klutz?” She blinks up at

once. “It’s what you

and mash down the

her up. I’m mad at her,

it this

life.”

not that

into a pole

second year of high school

excited showing around the

tip of her ears

was a one-time

shit happens…’

ass like once a week on your way to school in the past. Pretty sure that’s why you started to hold on to my arm. ” I smile at the memory. It’s a fond one. And you picked me, not

emergency.”

are

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things?!”

turns tense when

blonde hair in my hands. It

me to hug the shit out of her. I’m not a cuddler, but my brain

me whenever I’m next to

just do… I also remember how you slipped and fell on your ass earlier today at the hospital.”

me! I was on

too and saw the whole spectacle. Kinda wish I

all over, see where else she can blush. Just inhaling the scent of her hair fills me

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look

find more things to admire about her appearance, which is not good. I’m supposed

not count the

me a shy smile. “I’ve never had a

for me

I mutter and

up the salad and put

in a bowl.”

“Yes, sir!”

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