Bab 11: Chapter 11: CAUGHT PEEPING

As if on cue, Auntie Joan's headlamps shone through the kitchen window, and Kayden's wooden chair legs scraped back against the tile. "She's here," he announced. Both of my parents and Buster headed straight to the back door to welcome her.

Dad called to the boys to lend a hand, and all three left the table. Flynn almost stood, but Martin told him to stay with me. My cheeks filled with heat at Martin's command, and Flynn stared at me with a puzzled look on his face. When they'd gone outside, Flynn covered my warm hand with his cold one, from holding the drink, and he offered a soft smile.

"I'm really sorry, Val."

Confused, I wondered what he thought he had to be sorry for. He'd been the perfect houseguest, apart from stealing my heart and fucking Daisy McGinty's mouth. But he never knew how I felt or what I'd seen.

"I don't understand," I replied.

"The barn - Daisy. I don't know how much you saw. I feel bad about you seeing that."