Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 133688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 668(@200wpm)___ 535(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 668(@200wpm)___ 535(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
“Do you remember that time we snuck into my mom's paint studio and decided to create masterpieces on canvases?” I ask, and she glances at me with a smile.
“Of course I do,” she says as we clean up our mess. “We were covered in paint by the end.”
“Yeah, my dad wasn’t happy about trying to get it out of my jeans. But ya know, that was the summer I realized I had a super mad crush on you. I remember it clear as day.”
Katie stops, and her eyes glue to mine. “What are you talkin’ about?”
I swallow hard, somewhat shocked by her reaction. “Yeah. Katie, I mean, I thought it was obvious how I felt.”
Clearly not.
She blinks, and I watch as she opens and closes her mouth. “How you felt? Wait...what do you mean you realized you had a crush on me?”
“Well, I mean, I always knew but hadn’t acknowledged it. That was the summer I almost crossed the line and kissed you.”
She shakes her head. “Are you messin’ with me? You wanted to...kiss me?”
I snort and shake my head. “You must be the only person in Lawton Ridge who didn’t know.”
We sit in silence as my heart races in anticipation of her next words.
Eventually, she speaks up. “Noah, I just… I don't know what to say.”
“Then don’t say anything,” I say honestly. “It was a million years ago.”
Her arms drop to her side, and her brow furrows. “You never said anything.”
“I know,” I say somberly.
She eventually snorts. “You're kidding. You didn’t like me that way.”
Shock washes over me as I study her reaction. I was certain it was painfully obvious how much I liked her. I went out of my way to make sure she was happy. All I ever wanted to do was spend time with her. Even though I was only thirteen, I knew deep in my heart she was the woman for me.
“I’m not. I’d never joke about that. I honestly thought you knew but didn’t see me that way and just never said anything,” I admit.
The mood grows awkward as I finish sweeping the floor. I’m not sure what else to say or how to change the subject. Instead, we start working again. Katie removes the molding and wrinkled wallpaper like a pro, and I help keep the space clean.
We both take a deep breath and look at the bathtub.
“We've completed a lot already,” she says with a pleased smile.
“So what you're saying is you're glad I’m here?”
Katie smirks. “I am glad you're here. Will say it took you long enough.”
We take a quick water break and eat leftover bagels for lunch.
“So what's next on the list after the bathroom?” I ask as we stand in the kitchen.
“I’m not sure yet,” she says around a mouthful. “I’d like to finish the first floor, then work on completing the upstairs. The only problem is Owen’s room is up there, and I want it to be done sooner than later so if we move in before everything’s done, he has somewhere to sleep. I need to make a list and stick to it, but I get overwhelmed and get off schedule. I’m paying a mortgage note and rent at my place plus double utilities, so things are tight. Moving would make it easier to save money for new furniture and décor.”
“Yeah, that makes total sense. When are you hoping you can move in?”
Katie lets out a sarcastic laugh. “Well, the flooring needs to get done, and I need to order the windows so then we could at least have the bedrooms done. In a dream world, the house would be completely done by the end of the year. Realistically, I think it's going to take me a few years due to my work schedule and needing to save up for all the appliances on top of everything else. ”
“Well, if it means anything, I promise to help you with whatever I can,” I say. “Seriously, just put me to work.”
“Thanks, Noah. I appreciate that, but you don't have to worry about me. I’ll eventually get it done,” she tells me.
“I’ll always worry about you, Katie. No matter what. I worried about you at fifteen, and I worry about you at thirty-one.” I chuckle, but it’s true. Even when I was locked up, I thought about her constantly.
Soft eyes meet mine, and I take the opportunity to mention the past again. “Earlier, when I admitted I had a crush on you… There's actually more to the story. It wasn’t just a crush. I was in love with you for years. If I could go back in time and tell you, I would. Keeping it to myself is one of the biggest regrets of my life because when Gabe showed up, I lost my opportunity.”
I see tears well on the brim of her eyes. I can only imagine how hard this is to hear.