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Asher shook his head and turned his gaze to the house "Best I unload this and be on my way"
He didn’t want to look at me I knew that Hated it even more Did he sense desperation in ht I expectedBray’s face in would confuse oing to hurt Steel I had other plans Another idea
"We were friends once," I said, knoe could never actually be friends That was no longer possible
"No, Dix, eren’t I alanted you Never thought of you as a friend"
I wanted to s But I didn’t s it because he’d just unload and run I had to maintain some sort of wall, a barrier between us to keep hi?" I wasn’t sure what had gotten intoI was thinking Jealousy was killingabout her"
"I know you’d never really feel anything for Amber Hannah is different You could love her"
"I ith her She’s a friend"
They worked together She saw him every day Eventually that could lead to more "She’s really pretty," I replied The words just kept spewing froree with ood at all I continued with the stupid questions, "She likes you?" It sounded like a question but I ed "Not i about him was important to me Vital, even The fact that my heart ached for him every day and I felt empty and hollow inside mattered because this hat my life had become I replied before I could stop myself, "Because, AsherI love you"
He closed his eyes tightly, his hands fisting at his sides "Dixie, for the love of God, please stop I can’t do this with you I can’t listen to this or do anything about it If I could, don’t you get that I would?"
The pain etched on his face, in his eyes, toldit worse "I can’t stay with Steel It’s not right It feelswrong to pretend I keep pretending to love him when I’hed, his breaths heavy now He was searching for a response "Even if you don’t stay with Steel, Dixie, I just can’t He’s my brother You sahat happened with Bray and Brent"
I knew this already But so and cruel of me, but I had to try I knew our situation was different Bray and Scarlet had played with Brent’s e him to make the other jealous I’d never done that to Steel I never would I was only guilty of loving Asher too much But my heart knehat it wanted Did that make me a bad person? I couldn’t find it in o
"I can help unload," I said again There was nothing else to say I’d help hi him near and not be his, but he would be close That would be enough
"Why don’t you go and let your dad know I’m here? I’ll unload and then be onin hter than it was, highlighting its thick strands His skin was tanned and I knew froet darker with tiht fabric of his shirt cling to his skin had once been rip, hold onto, but now they weren’t ed to me anymore All I had left werehe ever said to me You could have put h just to keep nized his voice anywhere