Chapter 18 ImprovI rubbed my hands together anxiously, looking at Wes. "Ready for this?"
He quirked an eyebrow, seeming amused. Somehow. I don't know how he could be amused. I was on the verge of having an anxiety attack. "Don't worry about me, Fia. Are you ready?"
I let out a shaky breath, laughing uncomfortably. I thought trying to laugh would make me feel less tense. "It's ridiculous that I am losing my s**t over seeing my own family, right?"
Wes shrugged, walking over to me. He placed his hands on my upper-arms, grounding me. His touch instantly made me relax. "You got this. This is why I'm here. Think of me as your personal peacekeeper."
"Peacekeeper?" I quirked an eyebrow, intrigued.
He nodded firmly. "Squeeze my hand when you feel like you're going to snap. I'll change the subj
