Page 52 of Roman and the Hopeless Romantic
Roman clenched his jaw. “And just what type of girl is that?”
“Someone like Hadley. Fun, uncomplicated.”
“Right, because that’s who Roman Sullivan is. I couldn’t possibly be there for Cassie.”
“Of course, you can be there for her.” Jesse sighed. “Just… I don’t want you to cause more damage. And even more than that, I don’t want her to hurt you.”
“Right.” Roman pulled on a pair of sweats. He wasn’t in the mood to stay and celebrate with the team or hit the showers at the rink. “Well, thanks for the tip… brother.” He slung his bag over his shoulder and turned away.
“Come on, Rome,” Jesse called after him.
His friend meant well, he always did. But Roman was so damn tired of people underestimating him.
Charlotte and Hadley waited in the hall outside the locker room. Both tried to speak to Roman, but he had to get out of there.
Once he stepped into the chilly-for-Florida February night, he could finally breathe again.
The worst part was, he knew Jesse was right.
Roman had no business pining after someone like Cassie Carrigan. He wasn’t the kind of guy people chose. His parents, even Cassie herself.
So, why did he think it could be different now?
