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“I don’t.Never have.Never really saw the point in dating,” he says casually.

I feel like I’ve swallowed glass.

Oh, my god.Here I am fantasizing about a man who hasn’t given me a second thought.He’s not interested in me, not in that way, and he never will be.Is this what heartbreak feels like?

I look down at my chest, expecting to see blood or some kind of damage.My clothes are spotless.Everything is in order.

I suck in a shaky breath and force myself to finish my food even though my appetite is long gone.

“I should get back to work,” I say, the words coming out raspy.

“Let me drive you back.”

“No!”I say, panicked.“I mean, I like walking, and it’s sunny out.I’ll be fine.”

He studies me with a frown.

I force a smile as I gather my things.“I’ll see you.”

“Yeah.I’ll see you after work.You’d better be waiting for me.”

I nod and bolt out of there.I don’t look back as I speedwalk toward the bank.I don’t want him or anyone else to see how upset I am.

I’ve been lying to myself.I thought what I felt for Kian was a silly crush, but if his words can do this much damage, I need to admit the truth.

I’m in love with the grumpy mechanic.

“Shit.”I sob as I lean against the back door of the bank.

What the heck am I going to do now?

SIX

Kian

I whistleas I head out of work, climb into my truck, and drive to the bank.I scan the parking lot as I pull up, grinning when I see Larsen waiting for me out front.

She waited for me.That has to be a good sign.She’s getting used to me being in her life.

I pull into the lot and up to the front door as Larsen hurries over and hops into the passenger seat.

“Hey,” I greet her as she buckles up.

“Hey,” she mumbles.

I frown slightly as I pull out of the parking lot and drive toward her place.

Silence wraps around us as I navigate the slush-covered streets in silence.I steal glances at her, but every time I look, she’s staring straight ahead out the windshield.

“Everything okay?”I ask after a few minutes.

“Yep.”

She’s still quiet, and she seems off.Did something happen since I saw her at lunch?

“How was your day?”I ask, trying to get her to open up to me.

“It was fine.”