Never Letting Go

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

I noticed a note on the counter and picked it up. There was a wad of cash setting on top of it. The piece of paper simply had "Money for grocery shopping" written on it.

"Can I come?" Colton asked, looking over my shoulder.

"Only because you have a car," I informed him, setting my bag on the chair and grabbing the list off the fridge, "I expect you to behave."

He frowned, "What do you think I am? Five?"

"There are a bunch of similarities between you and Carter..."

"Carter?" he asked confused.

"Kenzie's little brother. He's five."

He nudged me, "Be nice to the guy who's driving you to the store or I'll make you walk."

"You wouldn't let me," I informed him, smiling slightly, "You'd take pity on me sooner or later and come after me."

"No I-" he started to say but then stopped, "Okay, I would, but not my point! You should be nicer to me."

I shook my head and walked towards the door, "Are you coming?"

"Yeah, yeah," he muttered, "Never appreciated..."

"I still can't believe you don't like white bread," Colton commented as he dropped a loaf of wheat bread into the cart, "I mean, who doesn't like white bread?"

"It tastes bland," I replied scrunching my nose up, "Wheat tastes better. And it's healthier too."

"Crazy," Colton mumbled under his breath and started to push the cart again. I kept one hand close to the handle though. In the 20 minutes we'd been here he'd already almost plowed over three people.

"They jumped out right in front of me!" had been his excuse. He didn't seem to be too happy that I thought he was the one rushing and jumping out in front of people.

"Stop here." I said to him and walked in front of the cart to grab a bag of flour off the shelf. I had to quickly reach and pull the cart back down when he started leaning on the handle.

"Colton!" I scolded and checked the eggs to make sure they hadn't cracked, "At least try to behave."

He gave me a sheepish grin, "Just keeping you on your toes Liv. Making sure you still have good reflexes."

I rolled my eyes and continued to walk down the aisle.

"You're planning on coming to my game on Monday, right?"

"When and where?"

"Home. Right after school."

"I guess," I replied and gave him a teasing look, "Am I allowed to work on my homework if the game is boring."

"Only if it's my homework." He replied, smiling back.

I scoffed, "As if. You need to do your own stuff."

"Hey, you can't blame a guy for trying."

I was about to tell him to head to a checkout when he sped down towards the frozen aisles.

"Colton!" I muttered under by breath, hoping he wouldn't crash into anyone. My heart stopped when a little boy stepped in front of him but luckily he managed to swerve and not hit the little guy.

"Mommy! I want to do that!" he yelled, looking at Colton in awe.

I shot a glare at him and slowly made my way towards him, "Look what you're doing."