God.
“I have to go.”
“Cal—”
“I was dreaming of her, goddamn it.”
She reached for the blanket, covering herself with it.
“I don’t cheat,” I snapped. “You know the rules.”
“Cal, I’m sorry. Please, don’t go. I just need… Please.”
I rubbed my hands over my face. “This can’t happen again. I’m sorry. This was my fault.”
I didn’t know what time it was, didn’t care. I had to get the fuck out of here. I had to get home to Red.
Red…
My God.
What have I done?
Chapter Thirty-one
Veronica
Stay.
But asking him would be selfish, wouldn’t it?
I impatiently flung back the hair that fell on my face and continued scrubbing the counters—hard. I was in a cleaning frenzy, as my mom had called it. Whenever I was working something out in my mind, I ran around the house cleaning like a shopaholic on Black Friday.
Beatrice-Rose was Caleb’s childhood friend. A close friend who was in need. Of course Caleb would do the decent thing and help her. She’d looked like she was almost going to pass out earlier. But…
He could have called a taxi for her, phoned another friend to pick her up…something.
Maybe he’s in love with her.
No, no. Caleb was just being a good friend. He said he’d never been serious with anyone until he met me.
But was he telling the truth?
And he did
n’t even mention that they had been together. Why did he have to hide it?
I didn’t know.
I moved to the next counter, scrubbing like hell. But the black thoughts continued snaking through my mind.
She said he was her first love, and she was his.
She could be lying. Even if that was true, that was in the past. That was over.
Are you sure? Looks like he still has feelings for her. Why would he leave you and take her home if he doesn’t?
She needed his help.