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Tossing the popcorn boxes in the cart, I reach out to embrace her, because she clearly wants me to, and I have no ill will toward her. Mostly just confusion as to why she dumped us. But as I pull Sara up against me in a loose hug, I have no lingering romantic feelings for her at all. I feel nothing. No pangs of regret. Not nostalgia. Just acknowledgement that we shared some nice time together, nothing more.
A certain blonde pixie is to thank for that.
“How have you been?” I ask her, pulling away almost immediately.
“Great. Good.” She holds her hand up and wiggles her fingers. “I’m engaged.”
There is a diamond ring on her hand. “Wow. Congratulations. I’m happy for you.” I mean that. “I’m glad you found what you were looking for.”
Her lips purse. She looks around and tucks her dark hair behind her ear. “Listen, I should explain about what happened… about us…”
While a little curious as to what went wrong, I have no interest in making her feel uncomfortable. “You don’t need to explain anything,” I tell her, truthfully. “It didn’t work for you. It’s cool, seriously.”
Water under the bridge. She’s moved on and so have I.
She continues anyway.
“It’s just that I thought I would like being in a throuple, and I did enjoy the sex. We had a lot of fun. But I always felt like I was an afterthought. A prop or something.”
My jaw actually drops. “What? I had feelings for you, Sara. I never thought of you that way. And an afterthought to what?”
I’m fucking offended. I was a good boyfriend. I texted her good morning, I said good night every night even when I was exhausted. We took her to Florida for her birthday. I listened to her complain about her job. I was never late picking her up. And I always made sure she came before me or Cam.
A fucking prop? Savage. And total bullshit.
But she just shakes her head. “Maybe that sounded wrong. You treated me well, Alexsei. I’m not saying otherwise. But I still felt like a third wheel.”
I want to point out just because she felt that way doesn’t make it reality, but there’s no point.
Especially when Cam reappears in the aisle, carrying a box of condoms and a bottle of lube.
“Sara,” he says, surprised. “Hey, how’s it going?”
She glances at him and gives him a polite smile. “Good, thanks.”
She doesn’t invite him to hug her, and he doesn’t offer.
Her gaze drops to take in his haul as he tosses the items into the cart.
She gives a small smile. “I’m glad to see you two have finally figured this out.” She points from me to Cam and back again and then to the cart. “Take care.”
“Yeah, you, too. And seriously, congrats.” I say it sincerely, but a little absently. She carries her basket down the aisle and disappears around the turn.
Was she thinking…
I eye the condoms and the lube.
Oh, yeah. She was thinking.
“I think she thinks we’re in a relationship,” I tell Cam, astonished.
He freezes in the act of putting back two of the six boxes of popcorn I’ve put in the cart. “What?”
I repeat it, because now I’m sure of it. “I think she thinks we’re in a relationship. She said when the three of us were together, she felt like a third wheel.”
Cam just shrugs. “Okay. Does it matter?”
“What do you mean, okay? Doesn’t that bother you? I thought things were good between all of us.”
