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He nodded before taking a lungful of air. “I’d greatly appreciate that,Gisele.”
“All right.” Pressing my lips together, I mustered a strained smile. “Well, I’ll go and thank our parents for sharing this day, and then I’m going foranap.”
He nodded. “I’ll see you inabit.”
After exiting the library, it took everything in me to seek Abigail and Papa, thanking them for being there, but I had to excuse myself due to a headache. Abigail reassured me that she’d be staying for a while, so I might catch her later thisevening.
My tears only fell once I was safe in mycloset.
Unbuckling the ankle straps one at a time, I shakily wiped each tear that fell, hating myself for being such a masochist. What prompted me to ask in the first place? I had an idea how Jared was in bed, so I didn’t need confirmation. But my feelings couldn’t be helped. I simply had to know, and the moment I did, I wished I couldunhear it. Two hours. Two whole fuckinghours?
Christ, that hurt more thananything.
My phone shrilled from the vanity, breaking my painful reflection. Abandoning my shoes on the black wooden floor, I strode to check mycaller.
WyattRinaldi.
Why would he call me? Did something happen to Blair? My stomach dropped. If something awful happened, I was going to scream thehousedown.
“Wyatt?” I rasped out. “IsBlairokay?”
“Blair’s been incessantly calling me. She wants me to make sure you’re fine. My little sister can literally terrorize anyone from a different continent, myself included. So here I am, calling on her behalf and well, out of my concern for you, too. She also pointed out that I’m not going to breathe a word to anyone about Peter’s condition, so your secret is safe with me.” He chuckled before it died out. Then he reverted to a more serious tone. “I’m sorry about your father, Gi. You must be very devastated. You’ve barely recovered after your mother’s…and now this. I’m sorry life can’t be perfect for you,beautiful.”
His concerned touched me. Wyatt was always messing around, never serious. So, for him to sympathize with my ill-gotten luck, I was moved. He wasn’t one to go delving into emotions; it made him uncomfortable. Therefore, for him to reach out, even if Blair had demanded he did, it meant the worldtome.
“Thank you, Wyatt,” I croaked out, somewhat uplifted. “I never thought you had it in you to be sincere, but here you are, proving mewrong.”
“I joke around because it’s the easiest way to deal with people. It doesn’t mean I don’t get affected when the people I care about are suffering.” His wordsenlightenedme.
“Good to know you have a heart,afterall.”
That earned a laugh from him. “Only for you, Gi…only for you,” he said in a teasing manner, but his voice held something more. “Well, I promised my sister I’d take you out for dinner to cheer you up. What do yousay,Gi?”
Papa and Abigail would be expecting me to dine with them. But maybe if I could eat lightly, then that wouldn’t be a problem. “Is nine too late?” It was the best I could do given the circumstances. “I have this thing with my father, and I can’t get outuntilthen.”
“Nine sounds perfect,” he said smoothly, “I’ll pick youupthen?”
Uh, that’ll be a massive negative. “No, I’ll drive to you, and then we can ride from yourplace.”
“Sounds great! Don’t flake onme,Gi.”
Wyatt just offered a reprieve, so flaking on him was out of the question. “I won’t.” I snickered. “Seeyou.”
“Can’twait.”
That was nice of Blair to pester her brother to take me out. She knew how devastated I’d been, most especially after the two-hour fuck marathon Jared confirmed earlier. I could do with a night out with a harmlessWyatt.
Jared was most likely going to see his Rose, so going out would save me from crying myself to sleep while imagining him having sex with his girlfriend. Somehow, I knew she was a brunette. He simply couldn’tresistthem.
Like I said earlier, fuck him. He could have all the brunettes in the world. Someday, I’d get over him, and I would laugh for being such astupidfool.
And since I already had my phone, why not call Jack and get it over with? Mightaswell.
Biting my bottom lip, I dialed his number. It took a good bit until the call connected. The ringing sound even seemeddifferent.
“Gisele!” Jack’s familiar voice echoed from the other end of the line. “God, I’ve been trying to reach you, pretty sweets. I’vemissedyou.”
I knew my friends wouldn’t dump him in Croatia; they weren’t cruel people. So, it made me wonder what he had been up to. “Where were you,anyway?”
