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Authors: Kristan Billups
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didn't know what I was going to do, but for now, we had a barn to build.
"Okay boys, we'll start pouring the cement into the frame and then Nova and a couple of you boys can even it out. Let's get to work," Chili ordered, moving over to work the cement truck.
Everyone spread out, starting at one side and working to the other. Evening it out seemed pretty easy and I worked with a hoe to even out the cement, moving backwards slowly. After a bit I found I had worked my way up to beside where Dylan was working and I paused my work, glancing around to make sure no one was around to hear.
I peeked at Dylan, noting his eyes kept moving in my direction as he glanced out of the corner of his eye. I didn't need to catch his attention as it was already on me. "Thank you."
Dylan glanced over at me, brushing his hair out of his eyes, a blush heating his cheeks. "It was nothing."
"No, it was something. I got drunk last night and you took care of me and didn't tell anyone that I can tell. It was sweet, so thank you." I tilted my head and rested it against the hoe, smiling at him.
Dylan blushed harder and looked down at the ground and I felt the urge to hug him. Should I really hug him though? I didn't want to complicate things, but he deserved one. I couldn't remember the last time I bad actually hugged someone, because there was a difference in hugging someone back and hugging them first.
I wrapped one arm awkwardly around his ribs and gave him a half hug, my other hand still holding the hoe. There, it was a friendly hug that wasn't too affectionate.
Dylan tensed and glanced at me, his cheeks turning crimson as he grinned.
I pulled away after a second of hugging and fumbled with the hoe. I noticed Dylan make a move to say something, but then seemed to change his mind, sighing.
"What?" I asked, hoping he hadn't noticed my lack of experience in the hugging department.
He seemed to watch me for a moment, as if thinking over something, then spoke, his voice low and uncertain, "Do you like Jayden?"
Chapter 5
When Dylan asked if I liked Jayden, I swear my heart stopped. How was I going to answer his question if I didn't even know the answer myself? If I said yes, he would back off and see me as Jayden's, but if I said no then that would be a lie.
I did like Jayden, but I also liked Dylan and even Landon.
How do you phrase an answer to a question like that without friend zoning them or looking like a total sleaze?
I could tell by his tone and expression that this was something important to him. My answer would decide how my future went with not only him, but all of them. The cautious part of me told me to friend zone them all, to not enjoy their company at all or fall for any of them. The other part, the part that was tired of being held back inside the dark crevices of my soul, told me to live a little, to see how things went with each of them.
Wasn't it about time I took a chance? They all seemed to have good intentions and were forgiving and in Dylan's case, sweet.
I bit my lip and thought for a moment, glancing at Dylan who had went back to work. Maybe I had taken too long in my own head and he had given up on getting a response, but I would give him one, even if it didn't seem make any sense at all.
"I like you,” Okay, maybe not the best way to start it out, because Dylan's eyes snapped up and hope flared in his eyes, "but I also like Jayden and Landon. I haven't made any decisions or commitments yet."
His face
"Okay boys, we'll start pouring the cement into the frame and then Nova and a couple of you boys can even it out. Let's get to work," Chili ordered, moving over to work the cement truck.
Everyone spread out, starting at one side and working to the other. Evening it out seemed pretty easy and I worked with a hoe to even out the cement, moving backwards slowly. After a bit I found I had worked my way up to beside where Dylan was working and I paused my work, glancing around to make sure no one was around to hear.
I peeked at Dylan, noting his eyes kept moving in my direction as he glanced out of the corner of his eye. I didn't need to catch his attention as it was already on me. "Thank you."
Dylan glanced over at me, brushing his hair out of his eyes, a blush heating his cheeks. "It was nothing."
"No, it was something. I got drunk last night and you took care of me and didn't tell anyone that I can tell. It was sweet, so thank you." I tilted my head and rested it against the hoe, smiling at him.
Dylan blushed harder and looked down at the ground and I felt the urge to hug him. Should I really hug him though? I didn't want to complicate things, but he deserved one. I couldn't remember the last time I bad actually hugged someone, because there was a difference in hugging someone back and hugging them first.
I wrapped one arm awkwardly around his ribs and gave him a half hug, my other hand still holding the hoe. There, it was a friendly hug that wasn't too affectionate.
Dylan tensed and glanced at me, his cheeks turning crimson as he grinned.
I pulled away after a second of hugging and fumbled with the hoe. I noticed Dylan make a move to say something, but then seemed to change his mind, sighing.
"What?" I asked, hoping he hadn't noticed my lack of experience in the hugging department.
He seemed to watch me for a moment, as if thinking over something, then spoke, his voice low and uncertain, "Do you like Jayden?"
Chapter 5
When Dylan asked if I liked Jayden, I swear my heart stopped. How was I going to answer his question if I didn't even know the answer myself? If I said yes, he would back off and see me as Jayden's, but if I said no then that would be a lie.
I did like Jayden, but I also liked Dylan and even Landon.
How do you phrase an answer to a question like that without friend zoning them or looking like a total sleaze?
I could tell by his tone and expression that this was something important to him. My answer would decide how my future went with not only him, but all of them. The cautious part of me told me to friend zone them all, to not enjoy their company at all or fall for any of them. The other part, the part that was tired of being held back inside the dark crevices of my soul, told me to live a little, to see how things went with each of them.
Wasn't it about time I took a chance? They all seemed to have good intentions and were forgiving and in Dylan's case, sweet.
I bit my lip and thought for a moment, glancing at Dylan who had went back to work. Maybe I had taken too long in my own head and he had given up on getting a response, but I would give him one, even if it didn't seem make any sense at all.
"I like you,” Okay, maybe not the best way to start it out, because Dylan's eyes snapped up and hope flared in his eyes, "but I also like Jayden and Landon. I haven't made any decisions or commitments yet."
His face
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