“Your fuck buddy is waiting for you. ” Heather walked around me and left out the door.
When I hit the home button on my phone, I saw the text message I had sent to Lynda.
Damn, girl… ur looking hot…looks like I’m might be getting lucky tonight with this.
Motherfucker. I had forgotten that I’d sent this message.
It took me a few seconds to get my wits about me before I ran out after Heather. I caught up to her at the Jeep. Garrett was waiting in the driver’s seat.
“Wait! Heather, please wait. You have to let me explain. ” I was ready to fall to my knees and beg for just five minutes.
She turned and looked at me. Her eyes were filled with such sadness.
“To think that I almost…I wanted to. . . ” She started to move her head back and forth, like she was trying to clear her mind.
“How could I ever be so stupid to think that you would only want me? Enjoy your night with Lynda. ” She jumped in the Jeep.
Garrett looked at Heather and then at me.
“Heather, darling, are you sure you don’t want to stay here and talk with Josh?”
“I have nothing left to say to him, Garrett, but thank you. I’m just ready to go. ”
Garrett started the Jeep and gave me one last look. It was almost like he was trying to tell me something.
“Heather, please don’t…please don’t do this. ”
I reached for her hand and she pulled it away.
“Garrett, please leave,” Heather said as she wiped away tears rolling down her cheeks.
I stood there, watching as the Jeep got farther and farther out of sight.
The moment I could no longer see it, I fell to the ground and buried my head in my hands.
I was pretty sure that I just lost the only thing I ever loved and wanted.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
HEATHER
One the way back to Garrett and Emma’s place, I tried desperately to keep my hands from shaking. I could tell that Garrett was trying to give me some space. I kept replaying what had happened between Josh and me only thirty minutes ago.
“Heather, I don’t want your first time to be like this. It needs to be special, a night you’ll always remember with as smile…and without any regret, princess. ”
He didn’t want to make love to me because he was planning on fucking Lynda tonight. I should have known. He’ll never change. Ever.
Just then Garrett pulled me from my thoughts.
“Heather, are ya gonna let the boy explain?”
I spun my head toward Garrett and just stared at him.
“What?”
“Are you going to at least let him explain? He looked pretty torn up. ”
Oh. My. God.