Page 51 of Oblivious Roommate

Cass gives a mean laugh. “Wow. I’m pretty sure this rule applies to stupid shit not, I don’t know, spending time in jail or being married!”

“I was never married!”

“Those photos say otherwise!”

The moment of silence that follows Cass raising his voice has fire ants crawling up my spine.

“Where did you get these? What the fuck, Cassian?”

I hate that Cass has to deal with Logan because of me, but what is the alternative? Letting him drift into a lie with this guy? All while crushing on him, or even being his side piece?

I lean against the wall to hear everything, but I intend to step in if things get out of hand. Sure, Cass is a big guy who can handle himself, but I wouldn’t let Logan touch him regardless.

“I’m giving them back to you, because I never meant to keep them,” Cass says. “But here they are, so don’t lie to my face. I’ve had enough of that lately.”

Ouch. He means me, doesn’t he?

“Well, if you’re this desperate to know, then the truth is I was never married because she left me on the wedding day, after those photos were taken. Happy?”

My brain short circuits, because it wasn’t what I expected, and Cass is silent too.

“Oh. Hm… I’m sorry,” he says in a soft voice.

But I’m still empty-headed. It didn’t occur to me that the marriage might not have happened. Didn’t grooms only see the wedding dress at the altar? Is he lying now?

A moment passes before Cassian speaks, expressing my own questions. “But those are wedding photos…”

Logan gives a raspy, bitter laugh that doesn’t sound at all like an act. It makes my blood icier with every passing minute. Have I miscalculated? What if this stunt ends up costing me my friendship with Cass? What if he chooses Logan over me?

Just thinking about it is like an earthquake about to crumble the floor under my feet.

“She wasn’t very traditional, and we decided to do the photoshoot before the wedding, so we could use the pictures in the decor. She… um… literally left me at the altar.”

Now I almost feel sorry for Logan.

What the hell?

Cass clears his throat, and I can practically see him touching Logan’s shoulder to offer comfort. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because it’s embarrassing. What man would like everyone to know that the woman he thought was the love of his life saw him at the church and ran off? That’s why I came to Springton in the first place. I wanted to be in a new place, where no one else knew what happened.”

“But… if she did that, why do you still have the photos?”

“Because I loved her, okay?” Logan shouts, and I have to restrain myself to not charge in. “Maybe you can just forget about people, but I can’t. It’s not like I look at them every day.”

Cass clears his throat. “You could have told me.”

“But I didn’t! It never felt like the time was right and since Matt moved in, you barely pay attention to me anyway! I’d bet my right arm that he’s the one who stole these photos because it’s not like you to go snooping around in other people’s stuff.”

I swallow over the lump in my throat. Guilty as charged.

A moment of silence, and then—

“I missed him,” Cassian says so in a voice so soft I can barely hear him. “Just wanted to reconnect, but you two kept being so tense around each other that it became harder and harder. And he does live with me. You know we could have moved in together, but you were the one who said it was too soon.”

“Maybe because I didn’t want to rush into things like I did with Kayla.”

“Well, you haven’t told me that Kayla was so special you almost married her, have you?” Cass snaps back.