Page 122 of Accidentally Perfect


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“What?”

“I’m not seeing the problem here. We’re nothing and Carter’s your John Cusack.”

I blinked. “But, how do I know?”

“That he’s your John Cusack? Haven’t you been telling me for weeks?”

“No. What we’re doing! Is it just a date? It isdating? How am I supposed to know? Everyone else seems to know, but I don’t know!” My brain was moving too fast but too slowly at the same time and I had trouble working out what I was saying and what he was saying.

His eyes softened, but his tone and his mouth were still hard. “Well, do you know what we are?”

“You just told me we were nothing.”

He rolled his eyes. “When I’m not being a dick, do you know what we are?”

I nodded. “Of course I do.”

“How?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I just do.”

“Exactly. You have no trouble knowing what we are. Look at it this way, you look at Carter and you apply the same logic. Right?”

I blinked. “How? I’m trying. But, I don’t see it.”

He flicked his cigarette butt away, his eyes cold now. “Well seems to me, Barlow, that’s not my problem. You let me know if you work it out, huh?” he asked shortly.

I bristled. “You can be in a shit all you want, but you don’t need to take it out on me.”

He shrugged. “I’m not taking anything out on you, Barlow. Now, you need a ride this afternoon or not?”

I frowned at him. “You know what, Lombardi? Don’t worry about it.”

“Your precious Carter going to drive you home?” he asked, looking genuinely surprised.

“No.”

“What? You walking?” he scoffed.

“Anything is preferable right now to being stuck with you being a dick,” I snapped.

His face broke into surprise for a moment, then shut down blank. “Fine. Have a nice life.”

“Thanks, I will.”

I turned on my heel and headed for the library, not having the energy to talk to anyone after that weird encounter.

I was supposed to feel happy, wasn’t I? Excited that the guy I liked had asked me out, that we were going on a proper date? Hadley was certainly excited. I’d thought Roman would… I don’t know.

We talked about everything. We shared everything. I’d thought, if Hadley wasn’t going to help me work out what the hell Mason and I were doing, then Roman and his vast store of hookup knowledge would have some idea. Sure, the guy didn’t date, but it wasn’t for lack of knowing how – how else could he avoid it so well?

But, no. He’d decided to be in a mood when I really needed him.

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