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Tall, Tatted and Tempting (The Reed Brothers #1)(5)
Author: Tammy Falkner

“Two older and two younger?” I ask.

He nods.

I wish I could ask him more questions.

He writes something on the board and I sigh heavily and throw my head back in defeat. This part of it is torturous. I would rather have someone pull my teeth with a pair of pliers than I would read. But his brother has freaking cancer. The least I can do is try.

I look down at it and the words blur for me. I try to unscramble them, but it’s too hard. I shove the board back toward him.

He narrows his eyes at me and scrubs the board clean. He writes one word and turns it around.

You, it says. He points to me.

I point to myself. “Me?”

He nods and swipes the board clean. He writes another word and shows it to me.

“Can’t,” I say.

He nods and writes another word. He’s spacing the letters far enough apart that they’re not jumbled together in my head. But it’s still hard.

My lips falter over the last word, but I say, “Read.” Then I realize that I just told him I can’t read. “I can read!” I protest.

He writes another word. “Well.”

He knows I can read. Air escapes me in a big, gratified rush. “I can read,” I repeat. “I can’t read well, but…” I let my words trail off.

He nods quickly, like he’s telling me he understands. He points to me and then at the board, moving two fingers over it like a pair of eyes, and then he gives me a thumbs up.

My heart is beating so fast it’s hard to breathe. I read the damn words, didn’t I? “At least I can talk!” I say. I want to take the words back as soon as they leave my lips. But it’s too late. I slap a hand over my lips when his face falls. He shakes his head, bites his lip and gets up. “I’m sorry,” I say. I am. I really am. He walks away, but he doesn’t take his backpack with him.

While he’s gone, a man approaches the table. He’s a handsome black man with tall, natural hair. Everyone calls him Bone, but I don’t know what his real name is. “Who’s the chump, Kit?” he asks.

“None of your business,” I say, taking a sip of my root beer. I fill my mouth up with a chip, and hope he goes away before Logan comes back. And I hope deep inside that Logan will come back so I can apologize.

Logan slides back into the booth. He looks up at Bone and doesn’t acknowledge him. He just looks at him.

“You got a place to sleep tonight, Kit?” Bone asks.

“Yeah,” I reply. “I’m fine.”

“I could use a girl like you,” Bone says.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” It doesn’t pay to piss Bone off. He walks away.

“You all right?” I ask Logan.

He nods, brushing his curls from his forehead.

“I’m sorry,” I tell him. And I mean it. I really do.

He nods again.

“It’s not your fault you can’t talk. And...” My voice falls off. I’ve never talked to anyone about this. “It’s not my fault I can’t read well.”

He nods.

“I’m not stupid,” I rush to say.

He nods again, and waves his hands to shut me up. He places a finger to his lips like he wants me to shush.

“Ok,” I grumble.

He writes on the board and I groan, visibly folding. I hate to do it, but I can’t take it. “I should go,” I say. I reach for my bag.

He takes the board and puts it in his backpack. He gets it, I think. I’d rather play twenty questions than I would try to read words.

He opens his mouth and I hear a noise. He stops, grits his teeth, and then a sound like a murmur in a cavern comes out of his mouth.

“You can talk?” I ask. He put me through reading when he can talk?

He shakes his head and bites his lips together. I shush and wait. “Maybe,” he says. It comes out quiet, and soft, and his consonants are as soft as his vowels. “Just don’t tell anyone.”

I draw a cross over my heart, which is swelling with something I don’t understand.

“What’s your name?” he asks. He signs while he says it. It’s halting and he has to stop between words, like when I’m reading.

“People call me Kit,” I tell him.

He shakes his head. “But what’s your name?” he asks again.

I shake my head. “No.”

He nods again. The waitress brings the burgers and he nods and smiles at her. She squeezes his shoulder again.

When she’s gone, I ask him, “Why are you talking to me?”

“I want to.” He heaves a sigh, and starts to eat his burger.

“You don’t talk to anyone else?”

He shakes his head.

“Ever?”

He shakes his head again.

“Why me?”

He shrugs.

We eat in silence. I was hungrier than I thought, and I clear my plate. He doesn’t say anything else. But he eats his food and pushes his plate to the edge of the table. He puts mine on the top of it, and looks for the waitress over his shoulder. I’m almost sorry the meal is over. We shared a companionable silence for more than a half hour. I kind of like it.

He gets the waitress’s attention and holds up two fingers. He’s asking for two checks. I should have known. I pull my money from my pocket. He closes his hand on mine and shakes his head. The waitress appears with two huge pieces of apple pie. I haven’t had apple pie since I left home. Tears prick at the backs of my lashes and I don’t know how to stop them. “Damn it,” I say to myself.

   
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