Twenty-Seven
Trixie
My heart gave an embarrassing little flutter at the sight of Wes coming toward me.
He looked so handsome, tired, but wonderful.
It had only been a couple days since I’d seen him, but seeing him now felt like quenching a great thirst.
I was definitely in danger of falling for Wes … hard.
“Hi,” I began as he joined me and moved to give me a hug. “Sorry, I would’ve come over there, but I figured we should talk first.”
Wes nodded and enveloped me in a hug.
He smelled like chlorine, which I was starting to associate with him, and felt deliciously warm.
“That’s okay, you can see them anytime. Let’s go inside.”
I nodded, but he was opening the door, not looking at me, so it was an unnecessary gesture.
“Brody’s staying over there for a while, so we can talk out here
