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“Oh. Right. So is it okay if I call you?”

“Um, yeah, I guess it’s okay.”

“Great!” He smiles, then leans down and kisses my cheek. “Goodnight, Trina.”

“Goodnight.” I unlock my door and hurry into my apartment.

I get out my phone and call Callie, hoping she can talk because I really need my best friend right now.

“Hey, Trina,” she says. “What’s up?”

“You’re never going to believe what just happened.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

Scott

What the hell was she doing with Asher? Why was he here? In my building? Taking Trina to dinner?

She better not be thinking of going back to him. After what he did, she shouldn’t even be talking to him. So why was he here? And why was she going out with him?

I’ve been up all night thinking about this, trying to figure it out. I shouldn’t care. It’s her life. I should stay out of it, and I would if I’d seen her with some other guy. But not him. After the way he treated her, he shouldn’t get to show up here and take her out.

“I got the cinnamon rolls,” Cole says, coming into my apartment holding a baking pan.

It’s time for our usual Saturday breakfast, but it doesn’t feel the same without Trina. She wasn’t here last Saturday either and it really bothered me. I don’t like that we can’t do things together anymore. I know the reason why, but that doesn’t mean I’ve accepted it. I keep finding myself at her door, then remember I’m not supposed to go over there.

“I haven’t started the eggs yet,” I tell Cole. “I’m dragging today. I didn’t sleep.”

“Any reason why?” His brows rise. “You have a girl over?”

“No. You really think I’m ready for that?”

“You would’ve been before.”

“You mean before Trina?” I take the eggs from the fridge.

“I wasn’t going to say it, but yeah. You’re not the guy you were before you met her.”

“Not yet, but I will be. I just need more time.”

“Or you need to let yourself be with her.”

“Not gonna happen,” I say, cracking the eggs in a bowl. “Besides, I think she’s back with her ex.”

“Seriously? How do you know?”

“I saw him here last night. He was taking her to dinner. I ran into them when I was coming in the building. When he said who he was, I almost punched him.”

“Why the hell would she take him back?”

“Exactly what I was thinking. The guy kicks her out on the street and she just forgives him? It doesn’t make sense.”

“He must’ve said whatever she wanted to hear.”

“Meaning he lied to get her back?” I huff. “Yeah, that sounds like him.”

“Why do you care? You’re not with her anymore.”

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