“The best thing you could tell us would be that you’re moving out,” Luke says, surprising me. He hasn’t mentioned anything to me about wanting her to move.
Surprise flares in Paris’s eyes also. “Really? You want me to leave?”
He nods. “Yes, I want you to start living your life for you rather than for us. You spend too many hours looking after this family when you should be looking after yourself.”
Her eyes well up with tears. “God, I thought you meant you wanted me to leave because I was annoying you or something.”
“As far as I’m concerned, and I think Callie feels the same way, you could live with us forever. But you need to be out there living your life.”
She nods. “Well, I am moving out. I’m going to share with some friends. But I was worried you’d be upset so I’ve been putting off telling you for wee—”
Sean comes flying into the room, yelling with excitement. “Grandma’s here!”
I stand, placing my hand on Luke’s shoulder. “I’ll let her in while you two finish talking.”
“Thanks, baby,” he says, his eyes firmly on mine.
Sean grabs my hand and drags me to the front door. I’m surprised to find not only Estelle and George waiting, but Avery and Tyler also.
“Darling!” Estelle bustles in with a quick kiss to my cheek. Her arms are loaded with food and drink. We’re celebrating George’s birthday tonight.
After she passes me, George pulls me close for a hug. We’ve grown much closer since mine and Luke’s wedding and I adore spending time with him. “Thank you for putting up with my wife’s crazy antics tonight,” he says quietly.
I laugh as I let him go. “Well, I do love her. Nearly as much as you do. So we let her do what she needs.” Estelle has come a long way since she married George. Even Luke has admitted that.
He pats me on the arm. “We wouldn’t have her any other way.”
Before I let him pass, I kiss his cheek. “Happy birthday.”
“Thank you, Callie,” he replies before following his wife into the house.
I turn to Avery and Tyler after he leaves. Narrowing my eyes at them, I say, “What’s going on here?” The minute I saw them together, I knew there was something off. Their body language screams it. Tyler is standing way too close to her, while her body is angled away from him. And they’re not talking. After months of bickering, they finally seemed to have moved past that to a place where they communicated with some civility for their daughter. Today they seem to be back to square one.
Avery has the look in her eyes she gets when she’s trying to avoid discussing something. She doesn’t meet my gaze. “Nothing,” she mutters and pushes past me.
I watch her go for a moment before eyeing Tyler. Holding my arm to block his entry, I say, “Tell me what it is.”
He glances down at my arm and then raises a brow at me. “Really? You’re not going to let me in until I tell you?”
“Spit it out, Tyler.”
He runs his fingers through his hair. “Fuck, you’ll find out soon enough anyway. Avery tells you everything eventually.” He pauses for a moment. “We slept together again.”
My eyes widen.
Not what I was expecting.
Totally not what I was expecting.
“Jesus, Tyler. You two have just gotten to a good place after months of tension. Why did you go and fuck that all up?”
Annoyance flashes in his eyes. “Why do you assume it was me who fucked it up?”
My eyes bulge a little more. “Avery initiated this?”
“Yes. And now she’s trying to run from me again, but I’m putting my foot down this time. Seems she doesn’t like it when I do that. But, fuck, she’s mine.” He pushes past me and all I can do is stare after him.
I’ve never heard Tyler sound so bossy. I shouldn’t be surprised, though. He’s just like his brother.
I don’t think Avery knows what’s coming for her.
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All Your Reasons
If you loved Luke & Callie, you’ll love Jett & Presley in my book, All Your Reasons. Here’s a taste!
Chapter One
As I take the call I’ve been waiting six months for, the people around me carry on with their lives as mine stands still. It’s funny how that happens. How, in the blink of an eye, your life can change so completely and yet everyone else is unaware. If they were to look at you, they wouldn’t know anything had changed.
I’m in the middle of running a photography shoot, and I’ve got people everywhere. In amongst the noise and chaos, my world is being tilted, and I’m struggling to focus on what’s being said.
“Presley, are you listening to me?”