when it opened, and Willa stepped out onto the small back porch. She didnât look happy to see me. Not that I expected her to be thrilled, but she had to be in need of a friend after today. She was a girl after all. Didnât they need friends to talk to? Sure she hadnât been girly back in the day, but she was all girly-looking now.
âIâm not doing your book report, nor am I going to steal cookies out of the kitchen for you,â she said as shepropped her hip against the door frame and crossed her arms over her chest. Thank God she was wearing a bra. I wasnât sure Iâd be able to control my reaction to her if sheâd been that comfortable.
âDamn,â I replied to her, unable not to grin. âAnd I was sure Iâd get those chocolate chip cookies while you did all my homework. What happened to you, Willa? Youâve changed.â I was teasing, but then I wasnât. I did want to know what had caused the lightness in her eyes to darken and fade.
She shrugged. âI realized I was being used for my nonnaâs cookies and my brain, so I moved on.â
Having her back was odd. I used to lie in bed at night and imagine what it would be like if she came back. But those days were long gone. It had taken me months to get over the ache of her leaving. Brady had even teased me about being lovesick. It had made me mad at him for not missing her like I did when he had been the one she wanted. He had her love and didnât even realize it.
âThereâs a family meal going on up at the big house. I peeled potatoes, chopped up broccoli, and rolled up fancy cheese in fancy meat for over three hours this afternoon. You should be up there eating it. What will your mother think?â She was mocking my mother with her proper tone.
âSheâll bitch and moan and apologize to my old-as-fuckgrandmother; then she wonât speak to me for a week. Itâll be heaven and worth it all.â
A smile broke across her face, and I swear my heart skipped. Damn.
âNothing has changed in the Lawton house, I see.â
I shook my head. âNope. Not a thing. Still one big happy family. Except Rhettâs off at college now and Iâm left to suffer through hell alone.â
At the mention of happy family her smile faded and her shoulders lost some of their bravado. She was hurting. I knew that already. I just wish I knew why.
âGotta love those fairy-tale lives. Must be nice.â I knew she wasnât accusing me of having one. She knew how badly my family sucked. Her more than anyone.
âSure you donât want to share some of Nonnaâs cookies with me? Iâm missing dinner with that lovely family to see you. At least you could feed me.â
She shoved off from the door frame and nodded her head toward the kitchen inside. âI guess. Come on, and Iâll feed you a healthy meal of peanut butter cookies and whole milk like only my nonna can supply.â
It had been a while since Iâd had her nonnaâs cookies. My mother didnât allow anything as terrible as sweets in the house, and I was too old to come begging Ms. Ames for a treat. Not to mention, the idea of coming to this houseand not seeing Willa had been too hard for so long it had become a habit to stay away from here. Even after time healed my broken eleven-year-old heart.
Following her into the house, I watched her ass twitch. It was a really nice ass. Hard not to look at, and I wasnât going to not look while I had the chance.
âI think she has lemon pound cake, too. Want to add that to your healthy dinner of cookies and milk?â
âHell yeah. Iâm a growing boy.â
She let out a soft laugh and shook her head. âIâd offer you a sandwich, but I doubt youâll have room for it with all the baked goods.â
âCookies and cake are just fine. So how did you like school today? Suck here as bad as your last school?â
I doubted