Free Unraveling of Avery Snow, The by Christy Sloat Page B

bring him along, but I totally spaced concerning the sleeping arrangements.
    “Oka y sounds good.” I walked back into the living room and noticed Landon on the terrace. I met him outside and looked out over the same view. It was more beautiful than my view, that was for sure. There is just something magical about the coast. Something that I couldn’t quite grasp. The feeling of belonging by the seashore, or the feeling of longing to.
    “This is very expensive,” Landon started, “I feel completely guilty now coming here with you. I shouldn’t have.” I felt terrible myself. Truth was , I was mad at Dallas, but I honestly did want to show Landon there is life outside his house. He had become a shut in and a womanizer. The worst things to become in my opinion.
    “Landon, you didn’t do anything wrong. We are friends and Dallas knows that.” Does he? “We are here to help get you out of your funk , so to speak.”
    He set his gaze on me and it chilled me to the bone. His eyes were familiar and beautiful. It was hard to look at him , especially now. The way the moon hit his face and the way his hair still hung in his eyes, it made me weak.
    “First we must eat. They have a decent restaurant in the lobby. You wanna try it?” I asked, trying to distract myself.
    “What? Oh yeah, food.” He seemed a little distracted as well. Was it me? No, it couldn’t possibly be me. “I’ll change.” He grabbed his bag and went into the bathroom. I headed towards the bedroom and flopped down on the bed. What was I doing bringing him here? I could possibly have just ruined my relationship with Dallas.
    “Tell me you’re not feeling guilty.” I looked up to see Lillith standing at the foot of my bed. “This is the best idea you have ever had, Avery!” She was no doubt happy about my choice. Even if I worried about what Dallas would think, she wanted this to happen.
    “It’s completely not what you think, Lillith,” I whispered.
    “Oh no? Then what is it?” she said rather loudly.
    “Keep your voice down, he might hear you? As for what it is, it’s me being a good friend, because he is sad and lonely. He needs friends.” She bit her lip and cracked a smile. She didn’t believe me. Hell, I didn’t believe me, but there was no way on earth I would admit that to her.
    “Avery, you’re killing your heart by not being with him,” she whispered now. A soft knock at the door interrupted us. But she had gone, leaving green feathers on the floor.
    “You okay in there?” Landon asked. I took a deep breath. Was I okay?
    “Yep , be out in a sec.” Was I killing my heart? It certainly felt like I was. I had an ache that was unexplainable in my chest. It was like I was dying inside. But if I felt that while I was with him, then how would I have such pain if he were the one for me? Wouldn’t the ache go away whenever he was in my presence?
    I changed my clothes as well, putting on a blue and white dress that Ianni had bought me for no reason. She had said she wanted to see it on me. I suppose I should thank her again because it did look nice.
    I threw on my navy blue flats and brushed out my hair. It had gotten much longer and it pulled me down. I hated having to deal with my hair , especially since I never knew what to do with it.
    “You al l right?” Landon asked impatiently. Just like every man, I suppose. I opened the door as I showed him how my brush had caught itself in my hair. He took one look and laughed hysterically. His laughter was infectious because I giggled too. I walked around the room jokingly with the brush still in my tangled mop.
    “What,” I joked, “i s there something wrong with me?” He fell onto the couch laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes. It was a beautiful sight, to see him happy. I yanked the brush out painfully and he stopped laughing to help.
    “This hair!” I exclaimed. “It needs to go; maybe I will get it cut this weekend. What do you think?”
    He looked down at the brush