Page 153 of Every Breath After


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And yet I do nothing to encourage him to elaborate, further reinforcing this ever-present wall between us. Whether he even realizes it or not.

“Okay,” I murmur.

Our eyes connect, melding for one long, heavy moment.

His phone pings, and I quickly look away, cheeks hot.

“You should probably get going,” I tell him, assuming it’s Izzy wondering where he is.

“Actually, I think I’m gonna stay here.”

I sigh. “Mase, you don’t have to?—”

“I want to.”

I turn to peek over at him through my hair.

He thumbs something out on his phone, before locking it and slipping it back into his pocket.

His gaze meets mine, and he shrugs. “I don’t really feel like being around people right now. Especially seeing as I totally wussed out.”

I study him, wondering if he means that…or if he’s just doing this for me.

“You can still go if you want,” he says casually—too casually. “I’ll just head home, or?—”

“We can watch the new X-Men movie,” I blurt before I can think better of it. “I bought it the other day.” Given everything that happened with Waylon back in the spring when the movie released, we never got around to seeing it in theaters like we normally would.

He straightens, and a smile creeps up his face. He nods. “Sweet, sounds good to me.”

Lips twisting, I nod, and say, “I’m gonna, uh, clean up the bathroom.” I don’t miss how his face tightens, but I ignore it. “Meet you down there?”

His voice is soft. “Yeah.”

I head for my bathroom, and he heads for the hall.

“Hey, Jer?”

Glancing over my shoulder, I find him with his hand gripping the side of the door, head tilted to face me.

“Never again.”

Something stutters in my chest.

“For me.”

I frown.

“If you won’t stop for you, stop for me.”

A rock of emotion lodges in my throat, and all I can do is nod.

“Promise?”

I stare deep into his pale blue eyes, and wonder if perhaps a part of him does suspect…

What he means to me.

Just how far I’d go to please him.

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