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“I can’t do this,” she mutters.
“You’re just going to run again?” I ask.
She grabs her keys. “Why not? As you’ve said, that’s what I’m good at.”
With that, she’s out the door. I follow her outside, but she is already in her SUV, backing out of the drive.
Fuck!
Andi told me I always know how to say all the right things, but tonight, I’ve done absolutely everything wrong.
Chapter Forty-two
Andi
Ican’t even believe him. I thought of all people, Jonas would be in my corner. Instead, he ripped me open and tried to get me to take a long, hard look inside myself.
Fuck that.
It is not happening.
And as perfect as I thought this whole thing was, Jonas said he wants kids. That’s the one thing I can’t give him. Well, that and the whole sweet Southern Belle thing.
I hated fighting with Jonas. The entire time, my heart felt like it was being ripped out of my body, and although I could feel myself being slightly unreasonable, I just couldn’t stop. My defenses went up, and I went on Red Alert.
Driving into town, I have no idea where I’m going, but seeing Al’s Bar, I figure I could really go for a drink right about now.
I hit the Bluetooth button to call Tracy.
“Hello?” She answers on the first ring.
“Hey, it’s Andi. You busy?”
“Not really. What’s up?”
I sigh. “Jonas and I had a fight, and I’m going to The Saddle to drown my sorrows, but everyone knows drinking alone is no fun.”
“I’ll be there in ten,” she says before hanging up.
Before heading in, I take a moment to compose myself. Looking in the rearview mirror, I try to wipe away the smudged mascara. I don’t need anyone looking at me even more than they probably already will.
I walk in and head for one end of the bar. Jessie is working tonight, and it’s bittersweet to see him. Yes, it’s nice to see a friendly face, but that face also reminds me so much of Jonas, and tonight, I don’t want to think about Jonas.
“Andi?” He asks when he sees me. Quickly, he looks around. “Is Jonas here?”
I shake my head. “Nope. I’m mad at that son of a bitch, and I’m here to drink away my feelings.”
He smiles. “Fair enough. What can I get you?”
“Long Island Iced Tea.”
“Ambitious,” he says while getting started on the drink.
When he puts it down in front of me, I suck it down like it’s just a glass of water. I’m almost through it when Tracy plops down on the stool next to me.
“Damn girl, slow down. You’re going to lap me before I even have one,” she exclaims.
“Then, you better catch up,” I grumble.
