CHAPTER 14

WESLEY POV

As soon as I got home from dropping Ava off, I felt like I was on top of the world. I parked my truck around the side of the house like I always did, and I got out and looked at the scenery of the woods that surrounded our little cottage.

I walked inside and saw dad sitting on the couch watching TV with a beer in his hand.

“Hi dad.” I said.

“Hi. Where’s mom?” I asked.

“She’s in the other room sewing up my work shirts.” He said. And I plopped on the couch next to him. “So, how was dinner?” He asked.

“It was good. It was really good.” I said, unable to contain the smile on my face. Remembering back to the whole afternoon and evening that I spent with Ava.

“What’s that smile for? Don’t tell me that you’ve gotten back together with Claire.” Dad sighed out.

“No. I haven’t gotten back together with Claire. I did see her though, for the first time in ages.” I said. And he looked at me out of the corner of my eye. “You were always right about her dad, she’s a real bitch.” I