"I guess I just didn't think about it at the time. I knew I couldn’t see him again, and changing my major seemed like the most logical thing to do at the time."
"I can't believe Aunt Denise and Uncle Rob didn't make you transfer," Evan said.
"They don't know," I said.
Evan adjusted in his seat to stare down at me with a smirk. He gestured at Cub. "You mean you told someone you just met ten minutes ago, and you haven't told your parents?"
"And I'm still not telling my parents," I said.
"Why not? It's not like Uncle Rob's gonna hunt him down or anything." He paused and laughed. "Logan might, actually, if he knew someone was behind you quitting the writing thing."
As you can probably guess, I did not tell Cub and Evan that Lance was married. That was TMI, as far as I was concerned. That part was just too shameful. I knew Mia wouldn't mention it, either.
"Don't say anything to my parents if you don't mind," I said, mostly to Evan. "I'm fine with interior design. It's an interest of mine, anyway. And it's not like I have to quit writing just because I'm not studying it."
We were pulling into Cub's driveway as I finished speaking. He put the truck in park and killed the engine.
"I'd like to read a few of your poems sometime, if you don't mind," Cub said.
"Not me," Evan said, opening the door. "They're probably all angsty and wordy. I'm sure they'd go right over my head."
I knew my cousin well enough to know he didn't mean it. He was just being sweet by providing some comic relief. I squinted and threw a fake punch to his stomach as he helped me out of the truck, and he tickled me.
Cub helped us get our bags out of the back of his truck and carried the heaviest ones to the house for us. Tess greeted us like the well-mannered lady she was. Her excitement was evident, but she'd sit and stay when Cub told her to even though it was obvious that she wanted to tackle us to the ground and plant kisses all over our faces. She was sitting down, but her butt wiggled all over the place because she couldn't control her excitement. It was a hilarious sight, and I just stood there and watched her do this wiggle-sit move.
Cub's house was small and simple but clean and welcoming. It was difficult for me to take it in, though, because I was fixated on Tess. Evan asked Cub a question about construction, and Cub began explaining something about building the house, and the whole time Tess just sat at his side, staring up at him with her bottom wiggling.
Cub absentmindedly put a hand on her head as he spoke to Evan. He said something about the lack of available supplies before looking at Mia and me. "I should probably show you two to your rooms. I have two bedrooms, each of them with a single bed, so you girls can decide who goes where." He gestured around to the couches that were right there in the living room. "Evan and I will sleep out here."
"Are you trying to give one of us your bed?" Mia asked.
Cub nodded. "It's not much. It's just a single bed, but it's comfortable."
"We can't, you shouldn't, I, one of us can sleep out here with Evan," I said.
He waved a hand at me like it was no big deal. "I put fresh sheets on there, if that's what you're worried about."
"It's not that. I just don't want you to have to sleep on the couch in your own house." Cub smiled at me and reached out to take me into his arms. "Rachel said you were sweet," he said, squeezing me from the side. Again, the hug was like a brother or some other male family member's, but it still made me take an unsteady breath. Mia's eyes widened just enough for me to understand her message. The sight of it made me smile. I was still grinning when Cub let go of me and pulled back. And then, to my own horror, he reached out and ruffled my hair, leaving no doubt that he looked at me like a little sister.
Tess, who had been barely containing her enthusiasm, jumped up at that point. Cub's contact with me must have been too much for her to watch. As if she wanted to hug me too,