here for me.”
There it was again. That look that put me in my place. How did she fucking do it?
I wanted to hate her. To forget about her. I couldn’t tell if it was on purpose or not, which was infuriating as fuck, but she knew how to gut me.
I grabbed the bottles from her hands and thought about chucking them across the room.
“Well, I hope running away works out for you.” I turned my back and walked out of the front door.
I dumped the bottles on the porch and continued on to my car, my heart drumming in my ears. I ignored Mia and Drew calling my name. I ignored it all. Everything except the searing ache that burned through me. I didn’t know what my plan had been, or what exactly I’d come there to prove, but I knew I just blew my last fucking opportunity to do it.
And who knew when I’d get my chance again.
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