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I nodded.
“Oh, Bridge. He used you.”
I spun around, pushed my glasses up. Now it was my turn to be angry, especially since she pointed out the most obvious thing ever. “I know! I know what he did! He stole from me. Took my work. Took my confidence. Ruined my chances at a career in Math. He stole everything!”
I started to cry, because, well, it sucked.
She came over and wrapped her arms around me.
“I’m sorry,” she murmured, stroking my back. “God, I’m so sorry you think you can’t share something like this with me. You let me think you dropped out and I didn’t understand why you’d throw it all away. I must have hurt you with what I said, that you gave up and fuck, what else did I say to you?”
“That I was throwing my life away. That I’m so smart but am wasting it.”
She pushed me back, set her hands on my shoulders. “I’m mad at you, Bridget Beckett. You made me be the bad guy here. You could have told me.”
I shook my head. “I fell for the wrong guy and paid the price. I can’t be perfect like you.”
She laughed. “I am so far from perfect.”
“Says the woman who lines her nail polish colors up by hue.”
“Says the human calculator,” she countered.
I had to laugh. It was that or cry.
“So. Maverick James.”
It was my turn to sigh.
“I like him, Lindy. He’s… God, he’s amazing.”
“I don’t want to hear about his magical dick.”
“I’m talking about him. He’s nice. Sweet, if you can believe that. Ridiculously protective. He likes that I’m a nerd. And he has a magical dick.”
She poked me in the side and stormed off. “I hate you!” she called, going upstairs.
“I hate you, too,” I countered, smiling.
Happy.
36
MAVERICK
* * *
“Finally,” Farrah said, when I answered her call. “I wasn’t sure if you were dead. The only reason I knew you weren’t is because Bradley told me.”
I’d just gotten back from dropping Bridget off at her house. I wanted to keep her all day, but that wasn’t possible. I had work to do. Non-Hunter Valley tasks that had to get done. A call with Japan and other meetings that Bradley had pushed off on Friday.
I pushed the button on the coffee maker and waited for it to brew.
“I’m alive. Busy. What’s up?” I asked.
“I’m getting married.”
I blinked. Watched the dark brew drip into the pot. “Excuse me?”
