wasn’t comfortable leaving the two of them by themselves. It wasn’t like he had a feeling that something would happen to them tonight, but he could feel something coming—it unnerved him that he wasn’t sure if that something was good or bad.
“Snap out of it, Blackfoot.” He shook his head. He hadn’t had feelings like this in a long time, and maybe it was because he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. He’d never been this happy in his life, had never been this content. In his experience, good things didn’t happen for him without something else going sideways, and he hated to think he was setting himself up for failure. Fuck, maybe it was time to see Doc Jones.
He passed Mandy on the road a few miles from the house and breathed a breath of relief. He didn’t know why a teenage girl made him feel better, and he wouldn’t freely admit that to anyone else, but he knew there was strength in numbers, and he knew Mandy was one bad-ass chick. She was quiet, but she knew what the fuck to do to keep herself safe, her dad had made sure of that.
*
Meredith had just settled back on the couch with her work on her lap when she saw headlights coming up the driveway. Sighing, she put her paperwork on the coffee table and walked to unlock the front door so the teenager could come inside. Meredith watched, amused, as Mandy carefully parked the car Liam had given her for straight A’s on her report card. It was by no means brand new or anything like that, but she loved it and took care of it as if it were a piece of glass. Drew, on the other hand, already had a slew of dents on the pickup truck he’d been given for two summers of hard work at Walker’s Wheels. It was just one of the ways the twins differed.
“Hey.” Meredith waved as Mandy got out of the car grabbing her purse and a bag.
“Hey, I hope you don’t mind, but I packed a bag. Dad said it’d be late.” She held the bag up.
“Not at all, you know we finally finished the remodel. There’s a room you can have all to yourself, and there hasn’t been another chick sleeping here other than me and Addie in a long time.” Meredith thought back to the last time. Layne and Jessica had come over to have dinner, and the guys had gotten to talking after dinner; Meredith had done bath time with Addie, and Jessica had escaped to the empty bedroom with her laptop. By the time she came out, Layne was asleep on the couch and Meredith and Tyler were passed out in their own bedroom—she’d decided to take the empty bed. When Jessica was in what they called “writing mode” no one could break through.
“Good, Drew’s gettin’ on my damn nerves. I need a night away from him.” She scowled as she stomped up the porch steps.
“Why don’t you come in and tell me all about it. I’m probably more apt to be on your side than your mom is. You know she has to keep her personal feelings out of it.”
“I know.” Mandy blew a breath out, causing her bangs to stand up straight for a moment. “Her being Switzerland is really annoying, especially when she knows he’s an ass.”
Meredith laughed. “Go put your stuff up and we’ll talk about it.”
Just as Mandy made her way to the back room, Meredith felt her phone vibrate. Pulling it out of her sweatpants pocket, she saw a message from Denise.
Sooooo sorry you’re dealing with teenage drama tonight. She’s pissed and she has a right to be, give her a little auntie love, she needs it.
Oh, whatever this was, it was going to be interesting. Meredith quickly fired off an answering text. Will do.
When Mandy came back into the living room, she’d changed; she now wore sweatpants and a tank top and in her hand she had her laptop. “If you have stuff to do, I do too.” She motioned to the MacBook.
“Kinda think I’m done with working for the night,” Meredith told her as she put a pen on top of the paperwork she’d started to work on. “What’s going on with you and Drew?” There was no point in