Page 103 of Limbo

“Summer before freshman year.”

He tilts his head back and forth. “I didn’t go to summer camp, and we stayed at the lake all summer long.”

I hold up my glass, perfectly happy with the suggestion with one minor change. “But I still ended up dumping you because you hooked up with Gabby Sinclair behind the boat docks.”

“Seriously, Cal?” He keeps his drink on the bar and stares me down. “My first time has to be with Gabby? If I were going to cheat on you, I’d have found someone better than that.”

“Fine,” I say. I purse my lips, considering it more than most people would. Then again, most people aren’t close enough with their ex to pick out who they would cheat with in the first place. “Tonya White?”

“Acceptable.”

I touch my glass to his, and we throw them back.

Movement out of the corner of my eye brings my attention to someone at the far end of the bar. The last person I expected, but the only one I want to see. I smile and jump off my stool, not able to get to Jordan fast enough.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, wrapping my arms around his middle.

My cheek presses to his chest, and he kisses the top of my head.

“Connor called me on your phone.”

My phone. It never occurred to me to call it to get ahold of him.

I pull away from Jordan, and my eyebrows dip when I notice his swollen eye. “Oh my God, what happened?”

“Call your brother first, so he stops worrying.”

He hands me his phone, and as curious as I am, I hurry off to the other side of the room.

Connor answers right away. “Is she okay?”

“I’m fine.”

A gush of air crackles through the phone. “Jesus, Cal. I was so scared. I didn’t know what to do. Trey didn’t answer, and you don’t have Pete or Shayna or Tony in your phone anymore. The only name I recognized was Jordan.”

“Are you okay?” I ask. “How’s Cate?”

“She’s asleep now. I threw together a fort in my room for her, so I could go on Lauren watch.”

“You find out what the hell set her off?”

After a few seconds of silence, he says, “Oh, uh…”

All the confirmation I need. “Connor Roland, why the fuck did Lauren kick me out?”

“Okay, don’t be mad,” he says, all but guaranteeing I will be. “I guess they were at the same bar as Jordan, and Tyler got in a fight with him and the three guys he was with. After the cops showed up, Tyler told her he’s sick of all the drama because of you and your friends, so he broke up with her.”

My jaw clenches.

“He said it’s your fault.”

Fucking great. My boyfriend goes on a kamikaze mission, and I’m the one being blown up.

“I have to go.”

“Wait, Cal, what drama was he talking—”

“I’ll see you in the morning.”

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