I turn around to snap some photos of the sex tree.
“I can’t imagine loving someone so much that I’d want to kill myself if they broke my heart,” I muse. “Can you?”
“Me personally? Nah. I can’t see myself ever catching feelings that run that deep.”
“Goes against the fuckboy code?”
He rolls his eyes. “Careful, Blakey… Keep using ‘fuckboy’ as a slur, and I’ll tell everyone you’ve been slut-shaming me.”
“Don’t call me Blakey,” I grumble. “Only Gigi gets that pass. And we both know you own that label. You go out of your way to make it clear to girls that you’re there for a good time, not a long time.”
That gets me a shrug. “Nothing wrong with knowing your own limitations.”
“But you have been in love, right?”
Wyatt nods. “Plenty of times. But not the kind of love we’re talking about.” He goes quiet for a beat before continuing thoughtfully. “I think I can imagine it, though. What Darlie felt for Raymond. Love so all-consuming that when it’s gone, you don’t want to move on. You don’twantto heal.”
I bite my lip, overwhelmed by the sudden intensity.
“It’s like…” He trails off again. “You just want to stop existing in a world where you’re no longer loved by her. Because erasing yourself hurts a lot less than staying behind without her.”
My throat constricts, a strange sensation traveling through my body. For a self-proclaimed good-time guy, he’s conveying some very profound thoughts about love.
“Have you ever felt anything like that before?” Wyatt asks gruffly.
Slowly, I shake my head. “No. But I thought maybe with Isaac…” I stop, unsure where I’m going with this. “Isaac acted like he loved me like that. He was so over-the-top about his feelings, especially in public…all the grand gestures and declarations of love…” I swallow through my tight throat. “But I don’t think he felt even a fraction of what you just described.”
A flicker of discomfort crosses Wyatt’s expression, almost as if he’s realized how deep we’ve gone. “Eh,” he finally says. “Makes for a great love song, but in real life? It’s probably overrated.”
GRAHAM FAM JAM
GARRETT
Guys, a Graham needs to win the badminton tourney. Let’s make it happen.
RYDER
What if Gigi and I win? We’re Ryders.
GARRETT
You’re a Graham, son. Act like it.
THE LOGANS
JOHN
I need you to know that I adore you both, you are my entire world, and I will lay my life down for you.
GRACE
But?
JOHN
But when it comes to the Tahoe Games, my partner is Allie. She and I have a good thing going and we’re not giving it up.
BLAKE
