A Girl and Her Wolf (Howl, #7) by Jody Morse, Jayme Morse Page B
Authors: Jody Morse, Jayme Morse
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shrugged. “I guess I just haven’t been able to work up the nerve yet. What about you? Do you have a crush on anyone?”
“Yes, actually,” Emma replied quietly.
Colby’s eyes lit up. “Who is it?”
She blushed. “I’m not telling you.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t know. I’m just not ready to tell you yet,” she replied.
“Does he go to our school?” Colby questioned.
She nodded. “Yeah, he does.”
“Is he a part of your social circle?”
She shook her head. “No, he’s not, actually. He’s very different from any other guy I’ve ever liked. He seems a lot more sensitive. He keeps to himself more.”
“Hmm.” Colby smiled. “Well, you know what I think?”
“What?” Emma questioned.
“I think that, whoever he is, he’d be happy to know you’re into him,” he replied. “You should tell him about your crush.”
“Maybe I will.” She smiled. “Oh, by the way . . . I’m having another party on Saturday night. I was wondering if you want to come.”
“Sure,” Colby agreed. “I’ll be there.”
Chapter 15: Colby
When Colby woke up in the middle of the night, Emma was already sleeping next to him. He frowned, disappointed that they hadn’t gotten a chance to talk before she’d gone to sleep. Then he remembered to check on Davenport.
He rose to his feet and glanced down in Daven’s crib. He stared up at Colby, but there was a tired look in his eyes.
Colby picked him up and put him on the changing table. He began to change his diaper, knowing that Davenport would probably fight him like he always did. Daven remained there, though. His eyes seemed to want to flutter shut. Colby had thought that he’d been napping for hours, but Emma must have played with him for a while when she fed him.
Why was he acting so calm? It seemed strange, but maybe it was because Daven was finally warming up to him.
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he and Emma had a pup of their own, after all. He wasn’t ready to tell Emma that yet, though. He wanted to see how the rest of their babysitting venture went before he made a decision.
As he placed the baby back inside his crib, Colby whispered, “Goodnight, Davie.”
Daven smiled up at him.
Colby glanced over at Emma, who was still snoring softly. Well, now what was he going to do?
It didn’t take him long to figure it out, though. He grabbed Emma’s diary from the nightstand. He could’ve sworn he’d left it open, but she must have closed it before she’d gone to sleep.
He quickly flipped through the pages, trying to figure out where he’d left off. His eyes scanned over her next entry about her crushing on someone, which provoked a low growl from him. Deciding to skip over that entry, he read the next one.
Have you ever had someone hate you, even though you have no idea why? I have to tell you, Diary, if looks could kill, Colby Jack would have killed me about ten times today. The weird part is, I thought we were getting along pretty well. He invited me to the art studio he goes to and we really seemed to be bonding.
I don’t know why he hates me, but I guess it just goes to prove one thing. Popular girls and dorky boys can never be friends. Period.
Xoxo, Emma
Colby laughed. It amused him to see that it had actually bothered Emma when he’d gone through his period of hating her. It wasn’t that he hated her as a person, but he hated that she put her popularity before everything else. He thought back to the events leading up to his temporary hatred of her. . .
*
On Friday night, Colby sat in front of the TV in his family’s entertainment room, fast-forwarding through a few scenes of A Walk to Remember . He’d already gotten through The Notebook, Message in a Bottle, and Dear John . So far, Colby liked to think that he most resembled Noah. He even had the shaggy blonde hair to go along with the role. But that wasn’t the only reason; Emma definitely seemed like she could be his Allie.
At that moment,
“Yes, actually,” Emma replied quietly.
Colby’s eyes lit up. “Who is it?”
She blushed. “I’m not telling you.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t know. I’m just not ready to tell you yet,” she replied.
“Does he go to our school?” Colby questioned.
She nodded. “Yeah, he does.”
“Is he a part of your social circle?”
She shook her head. “No, he’s not, actually. He’s very different from any other guy I’ve ever liked. He seems a lot more sensitive. He keeps to himself more.”
“Hmm.” Colby smiled. “Well, you know what I think?”
“What?” Emma questioned.
“I think that, whoever he is, he’d be happy to know you’re into him,” he replied. “You should tell him about your crush.”
“Maybe I will.” She smiled. “Oh, by the way . . . I’m having another party on Saturday night. I was wondering if you want to come.”
“Sure,” Colby agreed. “I’ll be there.”
Chapter 15: Colby
When Colby woke up in the middle of the night, Emma was already sleeping next to him. He frowned, disappointed that they hadn’t gotten a chance to talk before she’d gone to sleep. Then he remembered to check on Davenport.
He rose to his feet and glanced down in Daven’s crib. He stared up at Colby, but there was a tired look in his eyes.
Colby picked him up and put him on the changing table. He began to change his diaper, knowing that Davenport would probably fight him like he always did. Daven remained there, though. His eyes seemed to want to flutter shut. Colby had thought that he’d been napping for hours, but Emma must have played with him for a while when she fed him.
Why was he acting so calm? It seemed strange, but maybe it was because Daven was finally warming up to him.
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he and Emma had a pup of their own, after all. He wasn’t ready to tell Emma that yet, though. He wanted to see how the rest of their babysitting venture went before he made a decision.
As he placed the baby back inside his crib, Colby whispered, “Goodnight, Davie.”
Daven smiled up at him.
Colby glanced over at Emma, who was still snoring softly. Well, now what was he going to do?
It didn’t take him long to figure it out, though. He grabbed Emma’s diary from the nightstand. He could’ve sworn he’d left it open, but she must have closed it before she’d gone to sleep.
He quickly flipped through the pages, trying to figure out where he’d left off. His eyes scanned over her next entry about her crushing on someone, which provoked a low growl from him. Deciding to skip over that entry, he read the next one.
Have you ever had someone hate you, even though you have no idea why? I have to tell you, Diary, if looks could kill, Colby Jack would have killed me about ten times today. The weird part is, I thought we were getting along pretty well. He invited me to the art studio he goes to and we really seemed to be bonding.
I don’t know why he hates me, but I guess it just goes to prove one thing. Popular girls and dorky boys can never be friends. Period.
Xoxo, Emma
Colby laughed. It amused him to see that it had actually bothered Emma when he’d gone through his period of hating her. It wasn’t that he hated her as a person, but he hated that she put her popularity before everything else. He thought back to the events leading up to his temporary hatred of her. . .
*
On Friday night, Colby sat in front of the TV in his family’s entertainment room, fast-forwarding through a few scenes of A Walk to Remember . He’d already gotten through The Notebook, Message in a Bottle, and Dear John . So far, Colby liked to think that he most resembled Noah. He even had the shaggy blonde hair to go along with the role. But that wasn’t the only reason; Emma definitely seemed like she could be his Allie.
At that moment,
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