Wilson's POVInsisting on sleeping on Georgia's couch had seemed like a good idea the night before, seeing as how I was a guest and all, but by six in the morning, I'd decided it was probably the worst idea. I felt like I hadn't slept at all. The cushiorns weren't comfortable and my body was too long so I had to curl up to keep my feet from dangling off the edge of the arm supports.I briefly considered getting up just so I didn't have to try getting comfortable again. Just as I was shifting, a light from the hallway above me turned on. I turned my head up to the balcony and saw Georgia stumbling toward the stairs, her head bowed. She was dressed in a navy blue dress and her hair was wet, as if she'd just gotten out of the shower. As she came up to the couch, she seemed to have noticed me and I froze with my eyes half-closed, hoping she wouldn't notice I was awake. After a minute she started moving again, this time more slowly as if she was trying not to wake me up.It was ruined, ho
After placing it back on the safety of the counter, I slipped deeper into the water and put the jets back on and closed my eyes. I wasn't sure how possible it would be to clear Brandon's name. He seemed dead set on it, but a long time had passed already since the accident had happened. Would a new lawyer really help this situation? His current one bore a competent name, but still had landed him in jail and turned out to be a waste of money. But honestly, there really wasn't much evidence to support it wasn't Brandon who had stolen the car and crashed it. Any lawyer would have a tough time trying to prove his innocence. Just saying I believed in him because he was my brother wouldn't do anything in a court case."Dad would know what to do," I mumbled, pulling my legs against my chest.He always had the answer to everything. No matter how much trouble Brandon or I got into, he would always bail us out and only scold us a little. Now, without him, life was more difficult.Being an adult
Wilson's POV"How's this one look?" Solene asked, sliding her phone across the table and over to me. "Three bedrooms, two bath. Only two thousand per month."I gave her the flattest look I could muster and she laughed in return. We were currently seated in Georgia's kitchen, scrolling through online ads for apartments. After explaining what had happened the night before, Solene had offered her help in finding a new place for me. She'd also brewed us a pot of coffee and stolen a few of the best photos from Georgia t's albums so we could get copies. I smirked at my phone a little. There had been more than enough embarrassing photos to use as blackmail. Including one little, naked Georgia's face down and butt up."Girl, I don't even make two thousand a month," I sighed, pushing Solene's phone back at her. "Let's keep it under a thousand.""You're not going to get anything good under a thousand.""Should we clarify both our definitions of good?" She appeared to be a little offended by m
"Not really. Georgia's not that great at talking to boys. Usually, they just cling to her until they get bored because she won't make a move on them. There's only one person she's ever dated seriously.""Really? What was he like?"Solene leaned forward a little, a grin on her face. "You want to know?"I nodded. Just what kind of boy could put up with Georgia for more than a few hours?"You'll have to ask her."I groaned, falling back. "Why can't you just tell me?""Why do you want to know? Do you like her?""No!" I denied immediately. Me? Like Georgia? What a laughable thought.Sure, she could be kind of cute, but- no! She wasn't even cute. "I don't like her. I mean I do like her, as a friend. Kind of. As a friend, " I said again firmly.Solene raised her eyebrows. "I see."I didn't like the expression on her face. I narrowed my eyes. "What? What's that look for?""Nothing.""That's not a nothing look."She held up her hands. "It's really nothing. Why do you think it's something?""Ar
Wilson's POVAfter the incident with Georgia's mother, I couldn't sit still. I wandered around the kitchen, pressed my face against the glass wall in the living room, walked up and down the steps to the balcony at least twenty times, and checked my phone at least one hundred times. I was waiting for it. Waiting for the text from Georgia telling me to get out of her house and give her money back. She'd told me to be careful around her mother, but I'd ended up lying to her that we had sex on the table."Augh!" I cried suddenly, stopping on the middle step in the staircase.Solene jumped and threw me a concerned look from where she was sitting on the couch. "Willey, come sit down. Georgia's probably going to be here any second."I pressed my hands to my cheeks, giving her a horrified look. "Do you think her other will sue me for defamation?""I doubt it.""She's probably doing a background search on me right now. Do you think she's going to put a tail on me? She wouldn't be able to figur
On the drive to the outlets, I explained to her what had happened to my apartment and why I'd ditched out of work and what had happened at Georgia's earlier. Better for him to be in the loop than out if he was going to help us. After convincing him that I was fine and telling him not to cry (he took things to heart easily), he gave me a big hug."Does Brandon know?" he asked me."Yeah, I told him." I was aware that both Georgia and Solene had gone unnaturally still. Obviously, they were listening. "He didn't call you did he?""No, why?""Just wondering." If he hadn't called him, then who had he called after he'd hung up with me? He didn't have many remaining friends."Oh! That reminds me. I wanted to tell you today at work but you weren't there. I was at McKellan's the last night and the owner said he wanted to talk to you."My ears perked up. "McKellan's? What did he say?""Not much. Just that he had something to show you.""Was it about my brother's car accident?"Suddenly Georgia j
Wilson's POVI blinked rapidly, trying to process what had just happened. The contract was over? Just like that? Why had Georgia snapped like that? I couldn't let it end-not if it was because of me. Arian poked his head out of the dressing room door, mouth slightly agape. "Is everything...okay?""Yes. I'm just an idiot, Arian.""You are not. And you are not worthless either," he replied firmly."I didn't mean to listen in and I don't know what has been going on, but please don't think like that. It hurts to hear you say that. I'm sure Georgia feels the same way.""Maybe this is a good thing. She deserves someone better. I'm so immature.""Everyone is a little immature, Wilson. Especially when it comes to our feelings."I smiled wryly. "I can't even deal with being told I'm not good enough for someone.""Who doesn't get hurt by that?" he shot back."But..."He closed the door to the fitting room a little more roughly than he should have. "Wilson, what are you doing? You're not the type
"This is the way you wanted it to be too, isn't it? Your mother knows of me now and I take it she doesn't really like me. So after this whole thing is over and done with she'll probably be more than happy that we broke up and give you all the time you need to find someone you actually care about," I tried, trying to put a cheerful note in my tone. "It actually works out perfectly, huh?"Her expression didn't change. "I said I would cancel the contract."My heart fell a little. "Why? Because of me? I don't want that, Georgia.""You don't want us to cancel the contract?""No," I told her, shaking my head."I'm not going to let this happen again. I was just frustrated. Remember what I said earlier? Next time your mother sees me I'll make sure there's nothing for her to nitpick at me about."She pulled a hand through her hair, sighing. "That's exactly it, Wilson. I don't want you to feel you have to pretend you're someone you're not anymore.""It's part of our contract," I pointed out. "Y