Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 35

Hearing Macy call, I tossed my phone aside and yelled, "Coming!"

Kicking off my shoes, I slid into my slippers and opened the door. The first thing I saw was Hayden filling up a bunch of white buckets in the courtyard.

He hoisted the full buckets, his shoulder muscles showing even through his shirt. Talk about strength. "Why are you getting so much water? Is there a water outage or something?" I asked as I walked over. Macy glanced at my slippers and discreetly rolled her eyes. Hayden stayed quiet, so she answered for him, "Just in case."

Then she patted Hayden. "I'm making fish chowder tonight. You two go buy some fish-wild-caught if you can. Also, get some cilantro, garlic sprouts, potatoes, and clams."

It was obvious she just wanted to get us out of the house to talk.

I knew my slippers weren't the best choice, but going back to change felt awkward.

"Go change your shoes," Hayden said.

Now it would be even more embarrassing, so I forced a smile. "It's fine."

Hayden didn't argue. He just started walking, and Macy gestured for me to follow, calling after him, Hayden, wait for Keira."

my slippers. They might not be the best, but

abruptly.

it like that?

want to date?" I asked,

were sharp and defined, with deep-set eyes; his lips were just right, not

striking than Jace's,

cover, but who didn't check out someone's face first

in the army, now I He started

or eighteen, called out, whistling and checking

I asked

he said, explaining that he

widow?" I asked,

darkened a

in the future?" I asked, feeling my

and fragile, though no one could

"No," he answered succinctly.

relationship that almost ended in marriage.