Page 40 of The Run In


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Saylor

“WHAT. AN. ASSHOLE.”

Staring at my phone, I slowly shook my head and declined his call. I had stayed up damn near all night getting that ad done for him, and all he could respond with was,Thanks, Saylor.

“Ugh. What a jerk.”

I slipped on my running shoes and pulled my hair up into a ponytail. I needed to feel the pavement under my feet and clear my head of these confusing thoughts.

Pulling up a playlist on my phone, I hit play and Ariana Grande’s “Bad Decisions” started. I rolled my eyes. I wanted to get Mason Quinn out of my mind, and all this song did was remind me of him. Against my better judgment, I kept the song playing and took off running.

New York City in the fall was amazing. So different from Seattle. I’d gotten used to running in the rain, so this was a breath of fresh of air. I was dreading the winter, though. There was nothing I liked about the cold.

You would if you had Mason to keep you warm.

Stopping, I put my hands on my knees, dragged in a deep breath, and pushed it out. Damn my thoughts!

“Well, look who it is.”

I lifted my head at the familiar voice and nearly fell back. Ron stood in front of me with a huge smile on his face. There was a brunette attached to his side, even as he looked up and down my body.

A mixture of anger and panic hit me. “What are you doing here?”

He held up his hand and frowned. “Don’t get your panties in a twist. The band’s in town playing a gig. I had no idea I’d see you in such a big city.”

My eyes wandered over to the girl.

“This is Pint.”

A questioning look moved across my face. “Pint?”

She laughed. “My father used to call me that and it kind of stuck. It’s a pleasure meeting you, Saylor.”

I was taken aback that she knew my name. She must have noticed my surprise because she said, “Ron told me everything that happened between the two of you.”

Swinging my gaze back to my ex, I lifted a brow. “Everything?”

He laughed. “Yes. I told her I got a bit obsessive and that some bad shit went down, but I’m fine now. Over you. Over us. Moved on.”

Wow. I wasn’t sure how true that was, but if it was the case, I was glad to hear it.

“Well, I’m glad to see you’ve moved on.”

“What about you? Have you found someone new?”

I stared him directly in the eyes. “I’m sorry, Ron; even if I had, I wouldn’t share that with you.”

He smiled weakly, and I saw a hint of regret in his gaze. Maybe he had changed and moved on.

“Not at all. Listen, we’re late, but it really was nice seeing you, Saylor.”

Pint reached her hand out for mine. “It was a pleasure.”

“Same here. Enjoy the beautiful weather.”

Ugh. I wanted to roll my eyes. What a cliché note to end on, but I was at a loss for anything else to say. My ex had just appeared before my eyes, seeming like a completely different person. Of course, I let my imagination run a little wild as I stood there and watched them walk away.

What if he’d hired the girl to play his new love? What if he had indeed followed me here to New York and was setting this whole thing up so I’d let my guard down? Pulling up the band’s website, I hitEventsand breathed a sigh of relief to see that they had three shows booked here in New York and two in Boston.

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