Oh, that one hurt.
“Maybe I should just pull over and let him pass,” he whined, uncertain.
“Speed up!”
He listened and sped right into a huge puddle.
The tiny car didn’t stand a chance.
We were engulfed in a wave of rainwater. The driverscreamed like a girl as we hydroplaned. I gripped the door handle.
He finally got control of the car and didn’t wait another second before pulling off the road. He was yelling, demanding I get out of the car.
I was barely paying attention.
Colton had pulled over behind us, practically jumping out of his truck.
I popped the door open, dragging my suitcase and myself out of the car. “What are you trying to do?” I yelled over the rain. “Kill me?”
The taxi pulled back on the road and zoomed off.
Colton was running toward me, not caring as the rain drenched his clothes. “Ally! I’ve been lookin’ everywhere for you!”
I stopped inches in front of him. “I’m leaving.”
He tilted his head, his hair clinging to his confused face. “What? Why? Did you get called back into work?”
There was a reason I was with Harrison.
He wasn’t someone who could hurt me with a few words. He wasn’t going to make me feel dizzy with his kisses. He didn’t consume my every thought.
I was with Harrison because he couldn’t break my heart.
Now, standing in the pouring rain, in front of a man I’d only known a few weeks, I knew he could tear me apart if he wanted to.
I thought about his ex’s words.
I was practically part of the family.
“I don’t want to be this season’s whore,” I said sharply.
Colton looked like I had slapped him. “I beg your pardon?” He asked in a tone just as sharp, having to shout over the rain.
“I know how you work,” I shot back. “You get your grips on a lonely girl, take her home to see what she’s missing, and drop her when a better one comes along.”
“Oh, you’ve got me all figured out, do you?” He asked, genuinely offended.
“Yep.”
“And why do you think you’ve got me figured out?” Colton was angry, throwing his hands up wildly. “Where’s your evidence, Chicago? Tell me your proof.”
“Your last rodeo whore told me.”
Colton closed his eyes, clearly annoyed. “Dadgummit, Sav.” He was rubbing his forehead, turning away from me.
I poked his shoulder. “Yeah, she told me how you broke up with her after a year fornothing.” Okay, I was speculating now, but my mother’s anger was fiery in my veins, and I was ready to lose it. “That you pulled all the same antics to ‘woo’ her, until you found someone new.”
Colton creased his eyebrows together, turning back to give me a hard stare.
