Page 69 of Score Her Heart

Oh no, what did she do?

“Heyyy…” Her words slurred into the phone.

I shot Noah an apologetic look. “Hey yourself. What are you doing?”

“Trying to fix everything,” she sighed.

I raised my eyebrows at Noah, and he sighed. “Are you at Dinah’s?” I asked.

“Yesss,” came the slurred response. Oh geez, she was definitely drunk. I’d recognize drunk Fiona speech anywhere.

“Okay, sweetheart, I’m going to come get you and take you home. Okay?”

“Okay,” she responded in a small voice before I heard the click.

I handed Noah back his phone. He cocked his head and pushed his long dark hair behind his ear. “Is everything okay with you and Fi?”

“I thought so…” I trailed off and then looked at my phone and saw a text from my brother-in-law.

FINNEGAN: Sorry, man. Kind of let it slip to Fi that you are legit in love with her, and I think it freaked her out.

“Shit!”

“Hey, man, everything okay?” Noah asked.

I sighed and ran a hand down my face. This wasn’t exactly how I wanted her to find out about the “L” word. I wanted it to be this big grand gesture, and then maybe she would then tell me she felt it too. She had to feel it too, right? She nearly melted in my arms when I kissed her, and I knew when we were having sex that the look in her eyes wasn’t just one of lust. Or was I just seeing what I wanted to see?

Fiona Gallagher was it for me. She was the only woman who would ever be for me and the reason why I drowned myself in casual hookups and relationships that never worked. None of those women could hold a candle to my best friend, the love of my life.

My chest tightened. That’s why she was day drinking at Dinah’s. She knew I was in love with her, and she didn’t want to think about it. That kind of crushed me.

Noah clapped me on the back. “We’re quite a pair, eh?” he asked.

I shook my head with a sarcastic laugh. “I think I need to collect my wife at your girlfriend’s.”

He hung his head. “I don’t know if she’s my girlfriend anymore.”

I followed him to where our cars were parked. “I don’t know about that one. I think you two can figure it out.”

“She really hurt me.”

“I know, bud.”

“How can I forgive her?”

“Noah, you love her, right?”

He nodded. “More than anything.”

“Then you two need to talk about it, tell her how it hurt you, and try to work through it. If you both really love each other, you can work it out.”

I tried to believe my own advice to the kid. What the fuck did I know when it came to love? I hated watching Noah be so sad the last couple weeks, though. I also had a feeling that his girl still had some lingering issues over her late husband’s death. I thought maybe that’s why watching him get taken out of the game made her break up with him. She was just scared.

He squinted at me. “Yeah, I think you’re right.”

“Maybe not while she’s drunk, though, huh?”

He nodded.