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His hand was back on her arm, interrupting her thoughts. “He’s an idiot.”
“W-what?” she asked, his statement catching her off guard and causing a laugh to erupt from her throat.
“Blythe, look, the guy’s obviously an idiot. If he had the chance to be with you and he threw that all away for someone else—foranyoneelse—then he’s not worthy of any of this.”
She rolled her eyes. “You’re being sweet. Thank you for saying that.”
“I’m being honest.”
“Was I stupid? I mean, should I have known that it wasn’t exclusive? He never said it was. He never said anything.”
“You aren’t stupid, Blythe. This isn’t your fault.”
“I just…I know the cool thing right now, for whatever reason, is to act like I don’t care a thing about finding love. People our age are supposed to be tough and independent and think that love is the last thing on our mind because we’d rather run away from it than ever get hurt. It’s what every song is about, and all the best movies. I get it. I really, really do. But I don’t care about that. Because I do care about love. I’d rather be hurt a thousand times than give up on the idea of finding love and being truly happy. You know? That’s not me. I don’t care if it makes me seem desperate. What is the point of all of this heartbreak and loneliness? What is the point of even living if we aren’t out there looking for an eventual happily ever after?” She let out a heavy breath, exhausted from speaking for so long without air. “I know that’s not what guys want to hear—”
“Stop,” he told her. “Stop making excuses for how you feel, Blythe. You’re allowed to want what you want. Plain and simple. If this guy couldn’t give you what you want, someone else will.”
She offered him a sad smile. It hadn’t gone over her head that his hand was off of her arm once again. Someone else would make her happy. But not Asher. Not Finn. She’d freaked him out. She’d released her full crazy, and he was officially terrified. She could see it in his eyes.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be venting this all to you,” she said with exhaustion. “I don’t even know why I’m here.”
He walked past her toward the kitchen area, and she spun around watching him open the fridge and pull out one beer, and then another. “Well, as long as you’re here, we may as well have a good time.”
She took the beer from his hand after he opened it. “Thank you.”
He nodded as he twisted his own top off, taking a drink and sucking the liquid from his upper lip. “No problem. When you were here before, I told you you could come back anytime you needed.” He tipped his head toward her. “I meant that.”
“I didn’t think I’d need to come back.”
He took another slow drink. “I hoped you would.”
“I didn’t mean to interrupt your date.”
“It wasn’t a date, Blythe. She was just a girl.”
“So…notexclusive,right?” she asked, suddenly feeling bad for the woman who’d left. It was obvious they were going to sleep together, if they hadn’t already. Had she put that poor woman through what Asher had done to her?
“Not exclusive because we weren’t dating. We were just…messing around, I guess.”
She scowled, though she tried to hide it, and he smirked. “I know that’s not what you want to hear.”
“What do you mean?”
“You want that happily ever after, and you’re trying hard to believe that not all guys are the jerks that this guy was.”
She waited for him to deny it, but he didn’t. “Is there a ‘but’ coming?”
He set his beer down on the counter. “Yeah, he’ll come around someday, maybe.”
She nodded, taking a drink and letting the cool beverage calm her racing heart. “Okay,” she said, because what else was there to say?
“Someday you’ll meet someone who wants the same things that you do, Blythe. And you may get hurt along the way, but if it’s worth the risk to you, then more power to you. You’ll find him. Screw this guy.”
She sucked in a breath, feeling betrayed by the disappointment she felt. It wasn’t like she was hoping Finn would take her in his arms and declare his love for her, but somehow that possibility wouldn’t have been the worst thing. He was clearly drawing the line, though.Somedayshe’d meet someone. Not a month ago. Thatsomeonewasn’t him.
“So, what should we do?”
He frowned. “What would you like to do?”
