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I plant my phone on my chest, both hands tangling in my hair as I sink my head back into the throw pillow. “Fuck me.”
I should’ve gone with my initial gut and refrained from texting her. But ever since Jenna and I bumped into Olivia, there’s this startling loyalty that emerges inside me.
She feelsnice. Somewhere between a warm sunlight and cool breeze at the end of summer.
A friend.
A friend whose feelings I don’t want to hurt.
Although things have grown progressively worse between me and Jenna, I’m just notthisguy.
Or maybe I’m not proving Jenna’s disloyalty quick enough.
Until now, I’ve never understood the disappointment of theordinary.
Until her.
Because now that I’ve licked a taste of it, all I crave is theextraordinary.
Chapter 21
Olivia
I wish I could say my ego wasn’t slapped when Cade never responded to my text, but my confidence is still a work in progress.
Okay, I digress.
My ego was slapped a fuck ton.
Even with the number of times I stared at that damn message thread, I need to respect the fact that he has a girlfriend.
I swear, I know this.
But that revelation doesn’t mean we can’t be friends.
And I guess it’s that hope that has my fingers tapping my phone screen right now.
Me: If you’re in the mood for a coffee, I’m at The Grind for the next hour.
Simple.
Innocent.
Gets the point across.
I sip my warm latte as I set the phone on the table, reopening my book to the page I bookmarked. Of course, when I remove the coffee cup from my lips, hot liquid spills onto my chiffon blouse and plaid skirt.
“Nice one, Liv,” I groan softly, planting the drink down.
Luckily, there are a few napkins I took from the pick-up counter earlier. I wipe at my top, and when I stand from the chair, I head to the front of the café to throw away the crumpled paper.
Only, my bare ankle above my black heel yanks my attention.
My gut tightens, the sight of the silver bobble chain taunting me. Normally, this wouldn’t be a huge deal, but considering I just invited Cade to hang out with me, this could get extremely awkward very quickly.
I bend to unclasp the jewelry, feeling my armor stripping from me when I lift myself back up. My head pokes around at the few people standing unknowingly in line, silently wondering if anything has changed at the scenery. But everything is exactly as it was a moment ago.
Not a hair out of place.
