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"No,” I spat. “I’m not in.”
Grace shrugged. “Your choice.”
“I’ll bite,” Ryker said. “Would there be conditions? Like staying within a ten-mile radius.”
Grace nodded. “I’ll be somewhere we’ve all been at the same time. That limits your options.”
Not really. There was the lecture hall. The Athlete’s Centre. The study rooms. The library. The hockey arena. The gym. The coffee shop.
Ryker smiled. “I’m game.”
I threw my head back. Of course he was. That didn’t leave me much choice. No way was I going down without a fight. Fuck that. I wasn’t going down at all. Grace and I belonged together. My eyes narrowed to venomous slits.
“There’s no scenario where you end up with her, Richardson,” I seethed.
A smirk played at Ryker’s lips before he slipped his hands into his jacket pockets.
As he began to back away, he called out, “I’ll see you soon, Grace.”
Not if I could help it. The moment he was gone, I rounded on Grace. I wanted to ream her out. I was so mad at her. This game was bullshit and she knew it.
“If you're trying to punish me, consider it done,” I snapped.
Grace jarred, as though my words had hurt her.
“I’m not doing this to punish you, Levi.”
I snickered. “Sure as hell feels like it.”
She heaved a sigh. “It sucks, huh? Having someone gamble your feelings.”
I deserved the dig. And truth be told, I deserved whatever else she decided to put me through. That didn’t mean I had to like it.
“I’m sorry,” I said, trying to soften my tone. “It’s just – I thought I came here to talk to you. To maybe sort things out. Not to race against the clock with Richardson to prove that I’m the one you should be with.”
Her blue eyes rose to meet mine. “Find me first. Then we’ll talk.”
67. Up to chance
Grace.
Levi was shocked. And angry. And hurt. I felt like such an asshole. Toying with him like this, it was brutal. For Ryker too. But they deserved it. I couldn’t let either of them off from this without a bit of revenge. Being this close to Levi, yet treating him like a stranger, was weird. I’d almost lost my confidence when our gazes collided earlier. But I was committed to seeing this through. He looked so warm in his thick puffer coat. I was tempted to throw myself into his arms, to let him kiss away these past few weeks and go back to the last morning I’d woken beside him. A loud voice cut through my thoughts. Someone was shouting my name. I blinked out of my daze as strong arms enveloped me, lifting me off the ground and against a solid chest. I peered over my shoulder, finding Tripp. He was grinning so hard his eyes had creased.
“You’re back.”
“I’m back,” I parroted, smiling too.
“Forever?”
“For now.”
One step at a time. He set me on my feet, turning my shoulders so I was facing him.
“Have you eaten?”
I shook my head. “I dropped my things at my dorm then came straight here.”
“To see this idiot?” He gestured over my shoulder where Levi was still standing. “He can wait. Let’s go get lunch.”
