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But Levi’s gaze was still on me, and judging by the intense look in his eyes, I had a feeling that I wasnot,in fact, ready for this at all.
V
Did everything work out the way you wanted it to?
Surprisingly, yes. I didn’t get to read very much, though. Not that I could focus on it anyway. I did go to the bookstore though and grabbed every book I’d been wanting. *picture*
Is your shelf big enough for all of those?
Good point. My next order of business is a shelf.
I’m glad you could finally get the ones you wanted. You’ve had a long list that I was tempted to get for you anyway.
That was WAY too long for any book club member to buy. Don’t worry about it. I’m just glad I can display them finally. Things are looking up for once.
Good. As they should.
You deserve all the luck.
I think you’re right, but life doesn’t agree. But we should probably put up personal talk and actually read. Book club rules, you know?
Understood. What’s next?
I suggestedone of the new ones I’d just bought and waited for his opinion on it. While he typed, I went back up to our conversation.
That was the closest we’d gotten to talking about our personal lives. Or the closestI’dgotten. Over the years, I’d learned a few things about him purely from things going on in his life, but I was silent on my own. He knew who I was, but over time, I wondered when he would ask about Calvin and make it about him.
So far, my brother had never come up.
And bringing the same person who outshined me in conversation with V was not something I wanted to do.
But still, I wondered if I should have told him that I was getting married.
Would it change anything?
V and I only read books together, never even discussing the option to meet. But I would be lying if I said I didn’t consider what he looked like. If I didn’t consider the idea of more ...
I didn’t know much about him, and he didn’t know much about me. Hell, he could have been married years ago and I would’ve been none the wiser.
But should I be?
The thought followed me until I went to bed that night, and as I thought back to how long we’d been talking, I wondered if the guy I’d been looking for had been on Discord all along.
And if I was making a mistake not looking into more with him.
Chapter Eight
Lily wasat my door bright and early to take me dress shopping. I tossed my hair into a messy bun as I opened the door.
“Ready to go?”
“Kinda.” I gestured to my sweatshirt and leggings. “Should I dress up more than this?”
“You’ll be getting in and out of clothes all day,” she said, shaking her head. “Of course not.”
“Good. I’m trying to make it a few more days before I wash my hair again. I’m way too tired to try and style it.”
“It looks good in the bun,” she said. “Better than mine. And look on the bright side, if we go now, we can get coffee.”