“You know…” he said sounding like a damn cat that caught the canary. “I tried your room first. I was worried because you’re usually up by now. So you can’t blame me for checking on you. Funny thing, it was empty. And since I was sitting down in the living room for the last three hours, I know you haven’t come down. Kinda leads me to thinking that you fuc—”
“You looking to die today?” I growled.
His response was to laugh very loudly in my ear.
“I’m going to go nap. Call if you need me,” he said then hung up on me.
Fucking asshole.
Yeah, today would be the day that Austin would be no more. God, I really hated that guy.
I tossed my phone on the bed, then grabbed my pants and stood.
As I turned around, my gaze collided with Nick’s. He was standing on the other side of the bed looking frozen stiff. It was almost as if he’d been that way the entire time I was on the phone.
I kept the sigh inside but I wouldn’t lie that it hurt. Yeah, I’d just spilled my guts about the worst thing ever to happen to me, but I couldn’t deny that I liked how he’d let his guard down for me while I did it. He had shit he had to work through and I had no right to push or hate him. It still stung though because I knew once we walked out that door, he would probably treat me like I didn’t exist. It would be worse if he’d heard Austin’s side of the conversation. And maybe he had.
“I’ll go down and work on breakfast,” I said flatly as I reached for my shirt. I gave him one last look as I pulled it on.
“I’m sorry,” he said, though this time it sounded different from the ones before. “I-I…” His head shook sharply. Truth be told, I was waiting for this moment.
“It’s fine, Nick,” I told him trying not to sound mad. My throat was scratchy, making my voice come out raw. I was damn tired of talking, but I wasn’t mad. “You don’t have to worry about it, I get how it has to be. I’m gonna go, okay?”
He snapped his mouth closed and gave me a nod.
Only once I was out of the bedroom with the door closed behind me did I let out a long sigh.