growing
up means just that, but losing a person who knows me inside and out is terrifying.
Something’s going on with her. They say twins have some kind of special intuition.
Kylee and I have that, too. Not as extreme, but you get the picture. When I find
her and wring her neck, we’re gonna have a long talk about her disappearing act and why it’s not okay to worry her friends.
Once I’m on the road, I dial Skylar to give him the details of my failed mission.
“Hey,” he answers. Short and snappy? Is everyone out of it today?
“No answer at the apartment either,” I cut to the chase. Maybe he’ll have some words
of wisdom or an idea ... or something.
“So, she just went off the grid?” So much for something awe inspiring.
“It’s lookin that way. Her car’s in the lot, but I didn’t want to use my key. There’s a lot of things I know about Kylee, but seeing how limber she can be, that’s
just not something I need a mental image of for the rest of my life.”
“She’s got a guy up there?” Okay, I know he’s just trying to help, but didn’t I just
say that I didn’t use my key? How the fuck would I know what she’s doing up there?
“I don’t know. Didn’t. Use. My. Key.”
“What are you snapping at me for? I didn’t do anything. I’m just trying to talk
this out with you. Shit,” he sighs, obviously on the defense.
“I’m sorry. I’m just frustrated. You won’t get it. It’s a girl thing.”
“What don’t I get? That you want it to be real and it’s not gonna be until you talk
to her? Oh, Sweets, I get it.” And just like that, I fall a little more in love
with him.
“I love you, babe. You do get it. You always understand. I’m sorry, again. Oh,
did you talk to Danny about New Year’s?”
“I did. Looks like him and Mel already have plans. Might just be us, unless Kylee
and Jacoby want to do something.”
“Alright, I’ll be home in a little bit. Just gotta run by the office and grab a few
files.”
“Okay, be safe.”
“Always,” I respond, the same thing he tells me when he leaves.
Chuckling the sexiest laugh I’ve ever heard, he hangs up, leaving me with my own thoughts
yet again. Turning up the radio, jamming out to some hair band music from the eighties,
I’m able to lose my train of thought and enjoy the twenty minute ride.
My trip to the office is pretty quick. Tiffany tells me that Jacoby already left
for the day. I’m not scheduled to come back and start working out of the office again
for a few weeks, but I’m probably going to return sooner than that.
The garage has been slower than usual and I’m constantly under Skylar’s feet. I’m
not positive, but I don’t think that’s healthy for any relationship, especially one
that’s as challenging as ours.
Carrying the few files I grabbed from my office, I take them upstairs. Sitting at
my makeshift desk—also known as the dining room table—I get to work on getting all
of my assignments that need my attention out of the way first. I think I’ll miss
working at home when I finally go back, but it’s going to be the casual environment
that affords me the option of yoga pants and tank tops that I’ll miss most.
Between worrying about Kylee’s whereabouts, the beautiful rock sitting on my finger,
not understanding Danny’s sudden hang up and work issues, I’m a bi-polar mess and
need time just to figure some of this out. Yeah, maybe I’ll do the sorting when my
sounding board gets home.
ME – ETA? I’m gonna start dinner.
SKYLAR – I’ll be late just throw me something in the microwave
ME – Y?Club or work?
SKYLAR – Work now club later.
ME – ok …. Love you
SKYLAR – love you 2
Awesome. Perfect. It seems like recently Skylar is doing more at the clubhouse. I love
that he’s got something to do and a good set of friends to rely on, but I’m always
home alone when he does it. It really wouldn’t hurt to invite me