Chapter Sixteen

Myles

I can’t get my head on straight. I promised her baby steps when we went to Willis Tower, and I’m acting like an animal after its prey. She has that effect on me. I want to pace myself and get to know her, but who am I kidding? Being around her reminds me of how shallow my life has become, and I’m sick of it all. I want someone real. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I want Flynn. I’ve crushed on the girl since puberty. Seeing her drives that point home.

When we were on the road, I picked my phone up countless times, wanting to text or talk, but I stopped myself. It’s hard to move forward with the past still unresolved.

I’m about to go to sleep when I get a text from Oli.

Oli: Can you meet me at McCormick?

Me: I’m tired. Calling it a night.

I place my cell on my side table and settle into bed. The phone rings, and Oli’s name lights up the screen. We’ve been on the road all day, traveling to get home. What the hell does he want to do at McCormick place now? I don’t want to pick up, but I do. Even though I wonder what kind of emergency this is.

“Yeah.” My tone is less than friendly when I answer the call.

“I need you to get your ass down here. This is one of the times I need you to do something without questioning my motives. I’m fucking tired, too,” he says and, well, shit.

“Okay.” It’s the only possible answer for my best friend and basically the only family I’ve got.

As I get dressed, I wonder what the hell is going on with Oli.