Well, feel free to vent.
It’s such a long story…
Video chat?
I consider it, and don’t see anything wrong with it so I give him my number and a moment later, my phone is ringing. I accept the call. His eyes widen when he sees me.
“Wow, you look like shit.” He grins wide, the bright California sun shining behind him. He looks like he’s at the beach or something.
“Thanks. Are you at the beach?”
“Nope, just getting back home from a run.”
“Oh, you work out, huh?”
“Well, I’m a firefighter, so I need to stay in shape. ”Hm… we didn’t discuss that. How much of an asshole am I? I never even asked the guy what he does for work. Damn.
“So, tell me what’s going on,” he says.
With a sigh, I dive in. I didn’t want to have to explain all of this to someone, but JJ is easy to talk to. I’m glad we didn’t hook up that night because I feel like maybe he could be a friend and that would have made things complicated.
I would know.
He whistles when I’m done. “Damn. And I thought my life was complicated.”
“I’m sure your life is a walk in the park.”
“Considering my husband refuses to admit he’s gay but refuses to give me a divorce, I’d say it’s not.”
“Well, fuck.”
If I weren’t so fucked up, I’d be shocked that he’s married.
He chuckles. “Yeah, uh… he actually owns that restaurant we went to.”
I frown. “You used me.”
He shrugs. “Maybe a little. Anyway, back to you. What do you plan to do?”
I can’t even be mad about this. I’m glad it worked out how it did with him.
“I have no fucking idea.” I groan, chewing on my lip. “I don’t know if I should go after him, keep calling him, give him space… I have no idea. But the last time something big happened, we didn’t talk for seven years and I can’t let that happen again.”
“Then there’s your answer.” I raise a brow. “You have to go get him.”
Yeah, maybe I do.
Chapter Forty-Five
Austen
The rain is steady, my windshield wipers clearing the drops only just in time for more to spread.
I’ve been driving for hours, unsure of where I’m going. Cam kept calling, so I shut my phone off because I was too tempted to pick it up. I can’t deal with him right now.
He lied to me. What else has he lied to me about?
Were we… werewea lie, too? Was the best eleven days of my life a lie?
