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I don’t know why I said that. It’s not a date. Far from it. I’m going to visit a criminal in jail with a guy I’m ninety-nine percent sure is going to dump me.
He clenches his jaw. “With Chance?”
I nod.
Finn ponders his response for a moment, the spark in his eyes dwindling. After battling himself for a while, he clears his throat, moves aside, and gestures to the door. “Have fun.”
That’s it?
Have fun?
Why did I expect more? This new Finn is always so calm and collected—well, except for when he thought Chance put his hands on me. I’m used to toxic, impulsive, reckless Finn. In the past, when he wanted something, he needed it right here and now. But the new him? He’s patient, levelheaded, understanding.I hate that it’s making him even hotter.
I randomly zoom in on his wrist when he points to the door. I notice that he’s not wearing the black bracelet I made him anymore. He’s worn the bracelet every single day since he came back, but not today. Why did he take it off?
Maybe he’s officially giving up on us.
After all, he just told me to have fun with Chance.
A knock rattles the front door a moment later, and I reach for the knob to open it. Chance is waiting on the other side. He almost seems happy to see me. Until he notices Finn, that is.
“What the hell is he doing here?” Chance’s features harden.
Oh my God.
Don’t tell me I forgot to tell him Finn lives here.
How could I forget to tell my current boyfriend that I live with my ex?
“H-He’s just crashing here for a while. You know, since he’s Xavier’s best friend.”
Chance cocks an eyebrow. “And you didn’t think that was something I should know?”
“I wasn’t trying to keep it from you, I swear.”
Honestly, he should just break up with me right now. I wouldn’t hold it against him.
“Don’t worry, man. I’ve been taking very good care of her.” Finn flashes a wicked smile, bracing his tattooed forearm against the doorway and pinning Chance with a defiant look.
I glare at him, mentally calling him every name I can think of. To my disbelief, Chance doesn’t take the bait, blowing out a breath to calm himself down and turning to me.
“You ready to go?” he asks.
I blink at him in shock.
Is he joking?
He still wants me to go after this?
“I… sure.”
Casting a final glance toward Finn, I exit the apartment with my soon-to-be ex-boyfriend.
* * *
I never noticed Chance was left-handed.
Granted, that’s a weird thing to think about while visiting someone in jail, but what else am I going to do?
