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IwantShae, in bed or in the pool or just wrapped in my arms.Myteeth clench.Ishould have told her sooner.Ishould have laid all my cards on the table the minute things got serious between us.Ishould have spoken toBeauright at the start.Hell,Ishould never have told him not to date her in the first place.IfIhadn’t, none of this would have happened.
No, she andBeauwould probably be happily in love, maybe even married by now.
Thethought sends an unsettled lurch through my stomach, andIhave to breathe through it.
Butas hard asItry,Ican’t wish away the last two months.Andall my mind does is replay every minute of my time with her.
Isabelleputs her hand over mine, stopping the rapid tapping.
“Hey, you’ve been on edge all night.What’swrong?”
Istart to shake my head, then stop myself.WhatdoIhave to lose by telling her? “Yeah,Ifucked up big time.”
Herpale blue eyes regard me. “WithShae?”
Inod. “AndBeau.”
Ibriefly explain the situation to her, and her brow wrinkles. “Yeah, that was pretty shitty of you,” she says afterItell herIconvincedBeaunot to pursueShae. “ButShaeandBeaudon’t have that spark.Notlike you do.Itwas obvious, even the first timeImet her.They’renot each other’s soulmates.”
“Soulmates?”Isnort.
“Laughall you want.ButIbelieve in it.Thatsomewhere out there, there’s a perfect person for each of us.I’mnot saying there aren’t lots of people who’d make a good match, but there will always be one person that fits us so well, so perfectly, that it’s as if they were made for us.Andwhen you find that person, you hold on to them, no matter who or what gets in your way.”Hereyes had grown distant, but now she focuses on me again. “Maybeyou should think about why you toldBeaunot to dateShae.Maybe, even back then, you knew there was something between you that was special and precious.Youwere just too young and too unsure to know what to do with that knowledge.”
Ikeep the skeptical smile on my face.Maybeit’s the alcohol in my system, but my brain can’t process her words.OrmaybeIdon’t want to.
Shelooks at me expectantly, then sighs whenIdon’t respond. “Youknow what, my ex left half an hour ago with his new girlfriend.Ifyou want to head home now, you can.”
I’mdone with being social for the night. “Okay, and thanks for the moral support.”
Shebeams at me. “Thanksfor making my ex jealous.”
“Ididn’t do anything.”
Shelaughs. “Youdon’t have to do anything.Youjust have to be you sitting next to me.Iloved the look on his face.”
Mychuckle sounds tired, even to me. “You’rewelcome, then.”
Shegives me a peck on the cheek, andIhead out.
I’mon my way to the car when my phone beeps.Ipull it out, my pulse leaping at the thought that it might beShaeagain.Ihaven’t responded to her calls and messages, which makes me a coward as well as an asshole.ButI’mgoing to have to face her at some stage.Itmight as well be now.
Butit’s not her.It’sBeau.
It’sthe first time he’s tried to contact me sinceIleft.
Myheart sinks like a lead weight at the text on the screen.
Beau
Ihope you’re happy.She’sgone.
Itap a reply.
Me
Whathappened?
Insteadof answering, he forwards a message fromShae.
