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My brows hike. “You and Wyatt are friends?”
“He’s my sponsor.”
I blink. That explains why Delilah tried to stop me from making an ass of myself.
If only you had waited to hear her out.
“Will you be at the open house tomorrow?” His question comes out of left field.
“The open house? Why would I do that?”
“Because I plan on checking out the house and seeing what Ryder did with the place.”
I stand up on shaky legs. “Well, I won’t be. I have plans.”
His smile is a weak one that doesn’t sit right on his face. “Oh. That’s a shame.”
“Why?”
“Don’t worry.” He kisses my cheek before walking out of the bar, leaving his full vodka tonic and his sobriety chip behind. His absence only causes the chasm in my chest to widen even more.
Go after him, the hopeless romantic whispers.
I ignore the voice that has done nothing but get me in trouble and swipe the chip off the table before returning to my friends. The evening goes on, but my thoughts remain trapped in time, replaying Cal’s words over and over to the point of obsession. The only thing that strikes me as odd about our conversation was him asking if I would attend the open house.
The question came out of nowhere, and he seemed disappointed by my answer.
If only I knew why.
The real estate agent sends me updates every thirty minutes about the house. According to him, we have three buyers who are currently engaging in a bidding war over the property. I knew that might happen if I set the price low enough to entice buyers, but hearing it from the real estate agent’s mouth makes the whole process of selling the house very real.
I resist the temptation to head over there and check if Cal showed up. Instead, Violet, Delilah, Wyatt, and I decide to stick to the guesthouse and our private dock out back. I want to take advantage of the last few times I’ll get to enjoy the lake with my friends before the summer is over and the house is sold.
No one has brought up Cal since last night’s trip to the bar.
Cami and Wyatt play in the water while Delilah, Violet, and I sit on the dock, soaking up the sun.
“Aren’t you a little curious about the bidding war?” Delilah nudges me with her shoulder.
“Not really.” I tuck my phone away. In the end, whoever buys the house will be inconsequential.
“I would be.” Violet reapplies sunscreen on her face.
My phone vibrates with a new text. I expect it to be the real estate agent with another update, but Cal’s name flashes across the screen.
Do you still want to check out the buyer interested in purchasing the house and see if they’re legit?
I consider it. When I told Cal I wanted to find someone who loved the house as much as me, I thought I could bear the idea of speaking with them. But the more I think about it, the less I feel capable of doing that.
No. You can handle it.
A text from the real estate agent pops up before I lock my phone, letting me know that he has asked everyone to give him their best offers.
Already? How is that possible?
I call him right away.
“Alana! You won’t believe it.”
