Georgia's POVRain pattered against the wall window in my living room and I tried hard to focus on it and not the young man who was currently soaking in the Jacuzzi tub in the room above. I sat on the couch with one leg crossed over my other, drumming my fingers on my knee. After so many years of solitude in my house, it felt strange to have another presence around. Solene usually only stayed for a couple hours when she came over, but Wilson was staying the whole night.I looked down at the couch where he'd probably be sleeping. Wilson was big, but I didn't think he'd be able to lie down comfortably on it. I'd mostly bought it for the sake of the design in my living room and the fact that it was a good brand. It wasn't meant for sleeping on. But what was I supposed to do? Offer for him to sleep in my bed with me? I'd most likely get accused of seducing him- and I definitely wasn't going to be the one sleeping on the couch.He's been through a stressful situation, I scolded myself. I c
It wasn't Henry's fault. My mother was an intimidating person; she could make almost anyone bow down to her. "What kind of mother would use that against her own daughter?""I didn't want to repeat it," Henry said apologetically. "Your mother is just very serious about this and has noticed your absence this week. This is a crucial moment in your career, Ms. Calloway."I clenched my jaw. Unfortunately, he had a point. The Hawaii project was my project. I couldn't try to pass it onto anyone else. What kind of example of my leadership would that be? My employees were supposed to respect me, but who could respect a lazy employer?"I really wish I could do more to help you," he added quietly.His words pacified me and I let out a quiet sigh. He was a good worker and a better person and I probably didn't deserve him. It wasn't right to take my frustrations about my mother out on him. "I'll come in tomorrow. How long do you think I'll have to be at the office for?""I would request you stay f
Wilson's POVInsisting on sleeping on Georgia's couch had seemed like a good idea the night before, seeing as how I was a guest and all, but by six in the morning, I'd decided it was probably the worst idea. I felt like I hadn't slept at all. The cushiorns weren't comfortable and my body was too long so I had to curl up to keep my feet from dangling off the edge of the arm supports.I briefly considered getting up just so I didn't have to try getting comfortable again. Just as I was shifting, a light from the hallway above me turned on. I turned my head up to the balcony and saw Georgia stumbling toward the stairs, her head bowed. She was dressed in a navy blue dress and her hair was wet, as if she'd just gotten out of the shower. As she came up to the couch, she seemed to have noticed me and I froze with my eyes half-closed, hoping she wouldn't notice I was awake. After a minute she started moving again, this time more slowly as if she was trying not to wake me up.It was ruined, ho
After placing it back on the safety of the counter, I slipped deeper into the water and put the jets back on and closed my eyes. I wasn't sure how possible it would be to clear Brandon's name. He seemed dead set on it, but a long time had passed already since the accident had happened. Would a new lawyer really help this situation? His current one bore a competent name, but still had landed him in jail and turned out to be a waste of money. But honestly, there really wasn't much evidence to support it wasn't Brandon who had stolen the car and crashed it. Any lawyer would have a tough time trying to prove his innocence. Just saying I believed in him because he was my brother wouldn't do anything in a court case."Dad would know what to do," I mumbled, pulling my legs against my chest.He always had the answer to everything. No matter how much trouble Brandon or I got into, he would always bail us out and only scold us a little. Now, without him, life was more difficult.Being an adult
Wilson's POV"How's this one look?" Solene asked, sliding her phone across the table and over to me. "Three bedrooms, two bath. Only two thousand per month."I gave her the flattest look I could muster and she laughed in return. We were currently seated in Georgia's kitchen, scrolling through online ads for apartments. After explaining what had happened the night before, Solene had offered her help in finding a new place for me. She'd also brewed us a pot of coffee and stolen a few of the best photos from Georgia t's albums so we could get copies. I smirked at my phone a little. There had been more than enough embarrassing photos to use as blackmail. Including one little, naked Georgia's face down and butt up."Girl, I don't even make two thousand a month," I sighed, pushing Solene's phone back at her. "Let's keep it under a thousand.""You're not going to get anything good under a thousand.""Should we clarify both our definitions of good?" She appeared to be a little offended by m
"Not really. Georgia's not that great at talking to boys. Usually, they just cling to her until they get bored because she won't make a move on them. There's only one person she's ever dated seriously.""Really? What was he like?"Solene leaned forward a little, a grin on her face. "You want to know?"I nodded. Just what kind of boy could put up with Georgia for more than a few hours?"You'll have to ask her."I groaned, falling back. "Why can't you just tell me?""Why do you want to know? Do you like her?""No!" I denied immediately. Me? Like Georgia? What a laughable thought.Sure, she could be kind of cute, but- no! She wasn't even cute. "I don't like her. I mean I do like her, as a friend. Kind of. As a friend, " I said again firmly.Solene raised her eyebrows. "I see."I didn't like the expression on her face. I narrowed my eyes. "What? What's that look for?""Nothing.""That's not a nothing look."She held up her hands. "It's really nothing. Why do you think it's something?""Ar
Wilson's POVAfter the incident with Georgia's mother, I couldn't sit still. I wandered around the kitchen, pressed my face against the glass wall in the living room, walked up and down the steps to the balcony at least twenty times, and checked my phone at least one hundred times. I was waiting for it. Waiting for the text from Georgia telling me to get out of her house and give her money back. She'd told me to be careful around her mother, but I'd ended up lying to her that we had sex on the table."Augh!" I cried suddenly, stopping on the middle step in the staircase.Solene jumped and threw me a concerned look from where she was sitting on the couch. "Willey, come sit down. Georgia's probably going to be here any second."I pressed my hands to my cheeks, giving her a horrified look. "Do you think her other will sue me for defamation?""I doubt it.""She's probably doing a background search on me right now. Do you think she's going to put a tail on me? She wouldn't be able to figur
On the drive to the outlets, I explained to her what had happened to my apartment and why I'd ditched out of work and what had happened at Georgia's earlier. Better for him to be in the loop than out if he was going to help us. After convincing him that I was fine and telling him not to cry (he took things to heart easily), he gave me a big hug."Does Brandon know?" he asked me."Yeah, I told him." I was aware that both Georgia and Solene had gone unnaturally still. Obviously, they were listening. "He didn't call you did he?""No, why?""Just wondering." If he hadn't called him, then who had he called after he'd hung up with me? He didn't have many remaining friends."Oh! That reminds me. I wanted to tell you today at work but you weren't there. I was at McKellan's the last night and the owner said he wanted to talk to you."My ears perked up. "McKellan's? What did he say?""Not much. Just that he had something to show you.""Was it about my brother's car accident?"Suddenly Georgia j