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Chapter 38

Sawyer POV

We head to the house and make small conversation.

"Makena, what high school do you go to?" Alex asks her.

"Mission Bay, so not far from here."

"What do your parents do?" Serv asks.

"Uh, my dad is a bartender and my mom is a teacher." She responds.

"That's cool! Your mom is a teacher at your school?" Alex asks.

"No, she's a kindergarten teacher. So she teaches at the elementary school."

"Got it, that's cool."

We pull into the driveway and I hop out with Maverick. Makena follows behind me. "Whoa, nice place."

I shrug and walk into the house, then unclip Maverick's leash. I lead Makena up to my room and she sits on my bed with Maverick hopping into it to and making a cozy spot. "So uh, this is my room."

She laughs, "I figured. I like it."

"Sawyer, remember, packing." Alex pops her head in. I jump, "Yes, momma!"

"Alright, let's get to it, you." Makena says standing up. "Where's your suitcase?"

I walk to my closet and grab my suitcase and toss it on the bed. She opens it up and stares at me. "Where do we start?"

"I think I need a lot of shirts. I usually sweat through some at night." My eyes widen, "Why do you sweat through them?"

I look down and I hear Maverick jump off of the bed to come next to me and nudge my hand. I feel two hands on my shoulders, "Sawyer, I won't judge you."

I sigh, "I uh- I have nightmares? They can get intense."

I look up and see her looking at me carefully, "Okay. So lots of shirts. Let's start there."

I walk over to my drawers and grab like eight t-shirts and toss them in the suitcase. "Okay, how about we fold them?" She laughs.

My eyes widen, "Uh, yeah. Sorry, I'm not very good at packing."

She smiles, "Okay, you put stuff here and I'll fold it and put it in."

"Okay, cool. Sounds good."

I hand her some shorts and sweats, then some hoodies. "Alright, the rest I can do later or have my momma do."

She smirks, "I don't let girls see my underwear either until at least the fourth date."

My eyes widen, "Uh, um. That's."

She laughs, "I'm just messing with you, Sawyer. It's okay." I feel my cheeks heat up and I look at the floor, I turn to the bathroom and walk that direction, "Need the bathroom." I mutter.

I look in the mirror and take a deep breath. 'Momma said no dating, momma said no dating'.

Alex POV

"Whatcha doing, honey?" I jump and turn to see Serv, "Shhh!"

"I want to spy too." he says.

"I am NOT spying. We are not those parents. We are...keeping an eye on Sawyer."

"Okay, they're not dating, but Makena really seems to care about her." He says.

"Oh my god, is she folding Sawyer's clothes?" I say.

"She never folds, I set her laundry folded and it somehow becomes unfolded and a mess into her drawers."

"Well seems like her packing might change." He says.