Something of a Storm (All in Good Time Book 1) by Brooke St. James Page B
Authors: Brooke St. James
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believe it myself.
It was a Tuesday when he came by and the rest of the week passed in a blur. Lexi had a busy week at work and the only night she was off, she ended up hanging out with a friend. She asked if I wanted company, but I was fine being left alone.
I had good moments and bad, but the days just sort of jumbled together, and before I knew it, the weekend was there.
It was now Saturday morning and Lexi was sleeping soundly, so rather than hang out in the apartment, I went outside to get some fresh air. Ken and Kathy had gorgeous flowerbeds along the front of the house that they tended to regularly, but the one along side the garage was sometimes forgotten, and I took pleasure in pulling weeds. Kathy noticed me doing it a few weeks before, and went out of her way to thank me, so it was something I now did regularly. I enjoyed the feel of dirt under my nails, and it was nice to think I'd actually accomplished something at a time when I was too sick to do anything else.
I was at the backside of the flowerbed when I heard a car pull into the driveway. I assumed it was Ken or Kathy, so I didn't bother standing up to look. A few seconds later, I heard the car door close and the sound of footsteps going up the iron steps toward my apartment. I couldn't see the steps from where I was, and curiosity got the best of me, so I went to check it out.
By the time I got around to the other side of the garage, he was almost at the top of the stairs. I knew it was Zack. I'd already got a glimpse of the nice truck in the driveway, but his perfect male body, even from behind, was unmistakable. I cringed at the thought of talking to him in the state I was in. I'd barely even glanced in a mirror that morning. But my only other option was to let him knock and wake up my sister.
"Hey!" I called from the bottom of the stairs.
He turned to face me, bracing himself on the iron rail. "Hey!" he said looking down at me with a smile.
I had a handful of weeds in one hand and the other was covered in dirt. I saw him glance at them curiously, so I lifted them slightly. "I'm pulling weeds over here in the flowerbed," I said with a flick of my head.
He started down the stairs. "Need some help?"
I stood there, not knowing what to say for a second, and before I knew it, he was standing next to me wearing that same smile that made me weak in the knees.
"Oh, no," I said, trying to seem unaffected. "There's not really much to do. I'm just spacing out down here while Lexi's sleeping upstairs."
"Can I take you somewhere for coffee," he asked.
I let out a little laugh. It had been over two months since this ordeal started and while I wasn't feeling as bad as I was at one point when I wanted to go to the hospital every other day, I still couldn't imagine doing every day things like going out to get a cup of coffee for fun.
"I can't really do coffee," I said regretfully. "At least not more than a few sips at a time." I motioned to my chest. "It messes with my adrenaline."
"What about food?" he said smiling. "Can you eat food?"
I took a deep breath. I had been out of the house, but only to get fresh air or run errands.
"Come on, it'll do you some good," he said sensing my hesitation.
I looked down at my pajama pants and t-shirt with a sigh.
"Just go upstairs and get dressed," he said. "Nothing fancy. We'll just go sit at a diner so we don't wake your sister."
For whatever reason I just obeyed him without argument. "I'll be right back," I said. I tossed the weeds I was holding behind a bush before starting up the stairs.
"What are you doing?" Lexi said sleepily when I was on my way out of the bedroom a few minutes later.
"I'm going to grab something to eat."
She sat up onto her elbows. "Really?" she asked sounding surprised. "Where?"
"I don’t know. That guy Zack came by and asked if I wanted to get breakfast. I thought it was good timing so you could sleep."
"Seriously?" she asked sitting up straighter and pulling the covers up over her
It was a Tuesday when he came by and the rest of the week passed in a blur. Lexi had a busy week at work and the only night she was off, she ended up hanging out with a friend. She asked if I wanted company, but I was fine being left alone.
I had good moments and bad, but the days just sort of jumbled together, and before I knew it, the weekend was there.
It was now Saturday morning and Lexi was sleeping soundly, so rather than hang out in the apartment, I went outside to get some fresh air. Ken and Kathy had gorgeous flowerbeds along the front of the house that they tended to regularly, but the one along side the garage was sometimes forgotten, and I took pleasure in pulling weeds. Kathy noticed me doing it a few weeks before, and went out of her way to thank me, so it was something I now did regularly. I enjoyed the feel of dirt under my nails, and it was nice to think I'd actually accomplished something at a time when I was too sick to do anything else.
I was at the backside of the flowerbed when I heard a car pull into the driveway. I assumed it was Ken or Kathy, so I didn't bother standing up to look. A few seconds later, I heard the car door close and the sound of footsteps going up the iron steps toward my apartment. I couldn't see the steps from where I was, and curiosity got the best of me, so I went to check it out.
By the time I got around to the other side of the garage, he was almost at the top of the stairs. I knew it was Zack. I'd already got a glimpse of the nice truck in the driveway, but his perfect male body, even from behind, was unmistakable. I cringed at the thought of talking to him in the state I was in. I'd barely even glanced in a mirror that morning. But my only other option was to let him knock and wake up my sister.
"Hey!" I called from the bottom of the stairs.
He turned to face me, bracing himself on the iron rail. "Hey!" he said looking down at me with a smile.
I had a handful of weeds in one hand and the other was covered in dirt. I saw him glance at them curiously, so I lifted them slightly. "I'm pulling weeds over here in the flowerbed," I said with a flick of my head.
He started down the stairs. "Need some help?"
I stood there, not knowing what to say for a second, and before I knew it, he was standing next to me wearing that same smile that made me weak in the knees.
"Oh, no," I said, trying to seem unaffected. "There's not really much to do. I'm just spacing out down here while Lexi's sleeping upstairs."
"Can I take you somewhere for coffee," he asked.
I let out a little laugh. It had been over two months since this ordeal started and while I wasn't feeling as bad as I was at one point when I wanted to go to the hospital every other day, I still couldn't imagine doing every day things like going out to get a cup of coffee for fun.
"I can't really do coffee," I said regretfully. "At least not more than a few sips at a time." I motioned to my chest. "It messes with my adrenaline."
"What about food?" he said smiling. "Can you eat food?"
I took a deep breath. I had been out of the house, but only to get fresh air or run errands.
"Come on, it'll do you some good," he said sensing my hesitation.
I looked down at my pajama pants and t-shirt with a sigh.
"Just go upstairs and get dressed," he said. "Nothing fancy. We'll just go sit at a diner so we don't wake your sister."
For whatever reason I just obeyed him without argument. "I'll be right back," I said. I tossed the weeds I was holding behind a bush before starting up the stairs.
"What are you doing?" Lexi said sleepily when I was on my way out of the bedroom a few minutes later.
"I'm going to grab something to eat."
She sat up onto her elbows. "Really?" she asked sounding surprised. "Where?"
"I don’t know. That guy Zack came by and asked if I wanted to get breakfast. I thought it was good timing so you could sleep."
"Seriously?" she asked sitting up straighter and pulling the covers up over her
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