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No. No, I couldn’t be mad at Theo. It wasn’t his fault my heart got involved. As I told him, he’d set no false expectations. Never lied. He was always up front with me. Up until last night, we hadn’t even spent the night in the same bed. It hadalwaysbeen about sex.
It was my own stupid heart all over again thinking someone would actually care about me deep down. That I was more to them than a money machine, or a sex machine.
I wanted what Bridget and Mav had. God, their connection was insane. Same went for Dex and–
My phone rang.
“I was just thinking about you,” I said.
Lindy laughed. The love Dex had for her was what I wanted–no, I deserved–from a man. I was the one Dex told first that he was going to marry Lindy. I even went ring shopping with him. He fell first and he fell hard. He hadn’t wavered. Not once, all the while Lindy got her head on right and finally fell for him.
I wanted that same unwavering devotion.
“Well, I hope it’s something good,” she replied.
“It is. Thanks again for letting me stay at the house. I promise I won’t be there too long.”
“Yes, the house.”
“Uh oh.” I recognized that tone of voice, like I was in trouble. Visions of seventh grade and Bridge and I cutting each other’s bangs came to mind.
“Yeah, uh oh. Why is it that there was an emergency call for someone being murdered at the house?”
“No one was being murdered,” I told her.
I flushed hotly, remembering that embarrassing situation.
“Oh, I know. I got the truth from Hunter. It is my house and all.”
I closed my eyes and groaned.
“I think it’s great, you and Theo.”
“There is no me and Theo,” I told her.
“Oh? Were you actually trying to murder him then? I thought–”
“Thoughts are dangerous, Lind.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, oh.”
“You care about him, don’t you?”
Hearing Lindy’s soft voice asking me that almost broke me. She cared. She only wanted what was best for me, what made me happy. But while I was thankful for that, I wanted that devotion to come from Cheryl. Even from Theo.
Lindy was just a love tease, in that I knew what it should be like, but it wasn’t coming from someone who was supposed to offer it unconditionally, or someone who wanted me to belong to him unconditionally.
“Yes, but I did it to myself. I assumed he’d feel things for me in return. I should’ve known better.”
“Hey,” she warned.
“I know. I know. Cheryl’s a piece of work and a waste of my time.”
“Right.”
“She just asked for money.”
