Page 64 of Broken Hearts
“Adorable.” Ginny sticks up for her man.
The four of us stand to go find the guys. Even if we didn’t know where they were hiding, they’re loud. I can tell they’re trying to whisper but the deep baritone of Maverick’s laugh is impossible to mistake.
When we reach them, all of them except Heath grumbles.
“I knew this spot was too easy,” Rhett says. He’s pretty cute all competitive and frustrated.
“Well, that was fun.” Heath jumps to his feet and walks to Ginny, takes her hand, and drops a kiss to her mouth. “We’re out of here. Ginny has an eight o’clock class tomorrow.”
“Oh right, blame Ginny,” Maverick calls after him, but Heath and Ginny are already headed back.
“He told you where we were, didn’t he?” Rhett asks me once we’ve all started walking to the apartment.
Lips pressed together, I glance at him, deciding if I should tell.
“I knew it!”
“I didn’t say anything!”
“You didn’t have to. I can read your face like a book, angel.”
“Oh yeah?” I lift a brow. “What am I thinking now?”
His eyes darken and do a sweep of my entire body. “That we need to hurry the fuck back.”
* * *
Later,we’re getting ready to sleep when I notice Rhett turn off his phone.
“You don’t have to do that.”
“What’s that?” He places it face down on his nightstand and gets under the blanket.
I motion toward his phone.
“No, it’s fine. It isn’t fair to you.”
I turn, sitting on his bed, to face him. “What does she want?”
“Do you really want to talk about this?” he asks with a sheepish grin. “I promise, it’s over. We broke up over a month ago. I’ve only talked to her to ask her to stop calling.”
“It’s been like this every day for a month?”
“Not every day, but pretty close.”
“If you say that it’s over, I believe you, but help me understand. You must have some idea what she wants.”
“Me, I guess.” He sets a hand on my knee, thumb absently stroking my bare skin as he speaks. “We dated for a long time.”
“How long is a long time?”
“Six years.”
“Six years?!”
He nods. “We grew up together in Minnesota. I’ve known her since kindergarten, and we started dating in high school. She went to college in Nebraska and I came here. We stayed together, but it was hard. We built lives separately and over the years we had less and less in common. Things deteriorated slowly. We hardly ever got to visit each other.”
“Wow. So all of college you’ve been dating someone halfway across the country?” Now the only sleeping with one person makes so much more sense.
