Page 8 of Broken Love


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“If something goes wrong, she can protect you.” He’s not wrong. Caleb saved my ass plenty while we were all overseas. “You should be able to find her in the loft above—”

“Above her shop.” I twist my neck until it pops. “Yeah, I know.”

“Been keeping tabs on her?”

I wince. “Kind of.”

“Well,” he says, “you never know. Maybe she’ll be happy to see you.”

I laugh. “Doubt it. I haven’t seen her since…”

My words fail.

Almost two years later and I still can’t say it out loud.

“Since we came back,” I say instead.

“Just keep your cool and everything will be fine,” Fox says. “I’ll try and get stateside as soon as I can.”

“Stay away, man,” I say. “I’m not worth getting caught over.”

It’s quite possibly the most heroic thing I’ve ever said but it’s also honest. Fox’s life matters to other people.

Mine? Not so much.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he says. “I can’t just sit out here and do nothing. I’m coming home.”

“Fine.” The air around me weighs heavy and smothers my shoulders. I push it aside. “Oh! How about — instead — you stay in Japan and take Dani to one of those love hotels. Trust me, you’ll thank me later.”

Fox chuckles. “I’m not doing that.”

“Seriously! I read about one in Shinjuku. They’ll deliver a girl to your room and you can eat sushi off her bellybutton. Dani will love it!”

“This conversation is a pretty sterling example for why you’re still single, Boxcar.”

“Ooo! Look at me!” I mock. “I’m Fox Fitzpatrick. I’m a man of action. I jump out of windows and date movie stars! We can’t all be James Bond, dude. Some of us are perfectly content with being Q.”

“Quit stalling and go talk to Caleb.”

“Fine. Say hi to your sister for me.”

“Stepsister.”

“Still weird.”

“Bye, Box.”

“Buh-bye.”

I hang up and fall forward until my head hits the table.

Caleb Fawn.

The last time I saw her, she told me she never wanted to see my face again.

Not exactly how a man pictures the end of his honeymoon, but…

Shit happens, right?

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