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She nods, flicking a look at Carly again before her eyes meet mine. “Could he come stay with you?”
“I’m gonna go with no since he left without even saying good-bye to me yesterday, and I haven’t heard from him since.”
Carly sighs and gently pushes me out of my room, toward the kitchen, and I plop down on one of the barstools, pulling my knees up to my chest. They both start pulling food out of bags, and I just stare at the pattern of the granite, their eyes boring into me.
“Are you okay, Hon?” Carly asks, and I shrug, looking up at her.
“I just feel…numb. Like I can’t quite believe that some stranger was looting through my most personal things but at night every little sound and every little shadow makes me jump, and I wonder if they came back.”
“Oh, Sweetie,” Izzy says, and when I glance over at her, she has tears in her eyes. “Come stay with me tonight. At least get one good night’s sleep, okay?”
I sigh and nod, giving in because I don’t have the energy to fight her on it, and I really could use some sleep. After we eat, Izzy goes into my bedroom and packs a few things for me, and as we walk out to her car, I glance over at Logan’s house, wondering if he’s missing me just as much as I’m missing him right now.
Chapter Nineteen
Alison
“You sure you’re okay?” Izzy asks from behind the wheel, and I turn to look at her, sighing as I nod.
“Yeah, I’m okay. Thank you for letting me crash at your place last night. Sleep definitely helped.”
She smiles. “Don’t mention it. You’re my bestie and there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”
I reach over the center console and hug her, thankful to have two really great friends in my life. When I pull away, she slumps back in her seat and looks in the rearview mirror.
“Any idea what you’re going to do about that?”
I peek over my shoulder just as Logan pulls out of his driveway on his bike and speeds past us. Sighing, I shrug. “No. I mean, what can I do if he doesn’t want this? I think I got way too ahead of myself and read into things that weren’t really there.”
“Not according to Carly. She saw the way he was with you yesterday.”
“Then why have I still not heard from him?”
She scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest as she looks out at the road. “’Cause men are fucking idiots. It’s a flaw in the grand design.”
“What is?”
“Giving something two brains. It’s bound to confuse the poor creature.”
A giggle bursts out of my mouth, and she flashes me a sly grin before turning back to the road.
“You might be on to something there,” I tell her, and she nods.
“I know I am.”
“All right, well, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
She uncrosses her arms and turns in the seat to face me. “You going to work tomorrow?”
“Yeah. Can’t hide out here forever.”
She gives me a sympathetic look and a hug before I climb out of the car and walk up the sidewalk. Izzy waits on the curb until I unlock the door and step inside. I turn around and wave to her, and she waves back before pulling away. Shutting the door behind me, the quiet closes in on me, and I take a deep breath, reminding myself that I’m okay, before setting my bag down and walking to the kitchen.
Izzy and I spent the day watching romantic comedies and eating junk food so I’m not all that hungry even though I missed dinnertime. I stare at the contents of my fridge for a moment before grabbing the bottle of wine and a glass from the cupboard. Just as I’m shoving the cork back into the bottle, my phone rings and I jump. My mom’s picture pops up on the screen of my phone, and I shake my head, scooping it up and pressing the green phone icon.
“Hey, Mom.”
“There’s my girl. How are you, Sweetie?”
