Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
WEST
I scroll through the information I was sent over about Eden and Teddy. Eden had her daughter at a very young age. Despite the absence of a father on the birth certificate, I was still able to locate one. After reading over who her sperm donor is, it’s best he’s not in their lives.
He’s been in and out of jail a few times for petty theft and possession of controlled substances. He never keeps a job long and is always moving around. No, Teddy doesn’t need someone like that in her life.
They’ve already had it hard enough. Eden’s parents kicked her out when they found out she was pregnant, and she went to live with her older sister, who was married and had just had a kid herself.
It didn’t take long for Eden to get on her feet, but she’d stayed close to her sister. I have a lot of respect for her. Getting pregnant at fifteen and still keeping your shit together shows strength. I think Teddy and her mother grew up together a bit. You can see that even now with how Teddy is around here. The way she assumes a motherly role, showing concern for the well-being of everyone around her. Proactive too.
“Reading up on the Pelligrinos again?” Jack asks, coming into one of the rooms I turned into an office. We’d taken over one of the wings. It was the one I stayed in when I lived here as a kid. I close my laptop. I don’t respond to his question. “They’re good people, West.” He sets down a tray with coffee on it.
“You can never be too thorough.”
“But you can be too obsessive,” he counters, placing the cup next to me.
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“You don’t pay me well for no reason. I pay attention.” He smirks, and I know he’s about to piss me off with a dig. “Not as much as you pay attention to Teddy, though.”
“Fuck off.” I take a sip of my coffee, desperately in need of some caffeine. I’m sleeping like shit here. “Is it that obvious?”
“Maybe not to anyone else.” Jack takes a seat at the desk we brought in for him. "Willa is opening up more, but Rich is still a bit prickly."
“Prick is the word.”
“He reminds me of you.” I shake my head and open my laptop again, but it’s pointless. My lack of sleep and my obsession, as Jack refers to it, are preventing me from accomplishing anything. “If you like that girl, why are you an ass to her?”
“Is that a serious question?” Has Jack lost his mind? How could he not understand the predicament I’m in?
"She may be young, but her soul is far from it."
"You forget that she and Rich have something going on," I remind him.
"You think?" Jack cocks his head in my direction.
"How could you miss it?" The sound of Teddy’s laughter was what initially had me moving in that direction. When I saw the scene between her and Rich in the kitchen, I'd almost lost it. I wanted to lay into both of them but managed some level of control. Barely.
“She is affectionate with everyone. Her mother is the same way.”
I haven’t had many interactions with Eden. Jack has been handling that, but the woman already manages the daily tasks that need to be completed. I went back over things and noticed she had a chef come when Karl was in town, but when he wasn’t around, she and Teddy handled the kitchen. It’s where you can most often find Teddy. There or in Willa’s room.
I know nothing about the guesthouse except for its layout. I’ve seen blueprints of it. They built it after I left the island. It is a nice size for a guesthouse with a couple of bedrooms. Which isn’t surprising. When Karl wanted to show his wealth, he always went above and beyond.
I force myself to get back to work. It’s the only thing I can do to kill time and keep my mind occupied. Being here isn’t much different from home. At least in my everyday routine.
Before I know it, Jack is setting down a dinner tray for me. It’s lasagna. What we had last night. It was the best I’ve ever had. I ate every bite, and I’ll gladly do it again.
“Leftovers. Teddy and Willa went out to dinner.” That gets my attention immediately.
“What? When?” Ignoring the food, I carefully check the system I've been installing. I’d been handling it myself and doing it mostly at night when I couldn’t sleep. I’m not sure why I’m doing it in secret.
Liar. I don’t want Teddy to know where I can see and monitor. I want her to carry on being herself and not try to change or perform because someone could be watching. I quickly notice that the alerts on the front gate are silenced. I run my hand down my face because it was a stupid mistake. One I’m sure was caused by sleep deprivation.
“They left an hour ago. I’m guessing only down to town. We are on an island.” This is true, but I still don’t like it. It puts me on edge, and I’m not sure why. Maybe I know why, but I’m not even ready to admit it to myself yet.
“I’m going to use the gym.” I push up from my chair to go change. Letting off some steam is exactly what I need to do. Working out and steering clear of Teddy have been the only things keeping me sane. I don’t know what it is about her that has gotten under my skin, but I do know that staying away from her is the best thing for both of us. No matter how much I don’t want to.
“They’ll be fine. Lighthouse Landing is a safe town.” I don’t respond because I already know that. Still doesn’t stop the range of emotions I’m having. “ She’ll be fine,” Jack calls out as I exit the office.
I finish changing and make my way down to the gym. When I enter, Rich is there, running on the treadmill. I don’t know if I’m pissed or relieved that he isn’t with them. If he was, then I would know they have an extra layer of protection, but I also don’t want him near Teddy. A double-edged sword. The story of my life lately.
He barely spares me a glance, running at full speed on the treadmill. The kid is constantly working out. I've noticed a few marks on his face, indicating that he's been sparring with someone. I jump on another one, determined to work myself into exhaustion. Rich only goes for a few more minutes before he hops off, leaving the gym, avoiding me.
I run until my mind and body are exhausted. Once I’m showered, I check my phone to see if Willa and Teddy have arrived home yet. A wave of relief washes over me as I realize they have. I quickly dress and head down the stairs, knowing Teddy is still in the house and hasn’t gone home to hers.
“Are you going to message him?” I hear Willa say when I draw closer to the kitchen. I stop walking. Who the fuck is she going to message? This is why she can’t go to town. She certainly attracts everyone's attention. She embodies the essence of a siren, perfectly suited for the island.
“Derrick has slept with everyone.”
“Pretty sure Rich hates him too,” Willa responds.
Why would Willa ask her if she was going to message someone else if she’s dating her brother? I continue listening, hoping to get the answer.
“Rich dislikes most people. I think it’s a Haven men trait.”
Teddy’s response hits me square in the chest. She thinks I don’t like her. That might be for the best. Then she’ll stay away from me. The thought irks me. I don’t want her to stay away. That's what I’ve been doing since I got here, and it’s slowly killing me. It gets harder and harder each day. I can only work and exhaust my body exercising for so long.
“I’m going to turn in for the night. I still have that book rec you gave me to dive into,” Willa says, and I know I’m about to be busted standing here. I have no choice but to head into the kitchen.
“It’s extra yummy.” Teddy laughs as I enter, her eyes coming to me.
“Good.” Willa kisses Teddy on the cheek. “Night, West,” she says, passing by me.
“Good night.”
“Can I get you anything?” Teddy asks when we’re alone. I don’t think she wants to know what I’d like her to get for me. “You didn’t eat your dinner.” I spot the tray on the kitchen island and realize she was cleaning it up.
“I wasn’t hungry.”
“Is everything okay?” Her brows pull together in concern she shouldn’t have for me with how I’ve been treating her.
“No.” I decide to answer her honestly because since I laid eyes on her, everything is not okay. She’s not ready for that entire answer yet, though, so I keep it simple. I grab my tray from earlier and head to the sink to help her. She shouldn’t have to clean up after everyone, especially not me.
“You want to elaborate or you want me to leave you alone?” she asks, probably thinking I’ll choose the latter. I love that she pushes me for information. That she’s not timid when she’s around me. It’s so fucking alluring.
“You can stay.” Teddy shifts slightly to create space for me.
“You think you could eat now?” She drops her head back to stare up at me. Her thick lashes make her eyes appear wider and more innocent. I should leave her innocence alone.
“I could eat.” My appetite is back and in full force.
Except what I want to eat, I don’t think she’s going to give me.