Page 12 of Second Chances


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I was so lost in thought that I forgot to pay attention to my surroundings, and I wasn’t prepared for the knock on my window.

Startled, I looked up to see Chloe’s roommate.

I hit the button to put the glass down and smiled awkwardly.

“You’re one of the paramedics from this morning, right? I’m Savannah.” She smiled. “In case you forgot.”

“Yes. I’m Liam.”

“Did you forget something, Liam?”

That would have been a good excuse.Why didn’t I think of that?

Because you’re not in high school, and you don’t need excuses to go to a woman’s house.

“No, I didn’t. I actually know Chloe. We were neighbors back in LA.”

Savannah’s eyes grew, widening to the point that I thought her eyes might pop out of her head, and her jaw dropped.

This was a very unusual reaction. I had to wonder what Chloe had said about me.

“So, you’retheLiam. The Liam who dated Tracy?”

Ah. That was what she’d told her roommate. I should have known.

“I am.”

“How are you taking the news?”

I furrowed my brow. “News?”

“Oh crap. I think you’d better go in and talk to Chloe. It’s not my business.”

An air of foreboding settled over my head, but the plus side was that I now had an excuse to talk to her.

I pulled my key from the ignition and got out of my vehicle.

“I was just leaving to run an errand, but the front door is unlocked. Chloe’s out back on the deck.”

“Thanks,” I said and headed toward the door.

“I’m sorry,” Savannah called out to me.

I turned around. “Thanks,” I said and faced forward again. “I guess,” I said under my breath since I still didn’t know what was going on.

Once inside the house, I went straight for the sliding glass door that I assumed led to the backyard. I opened the door and found Chloe sitting on a lounge chair. She didn’t even look in my direction, and she had a bottle of wine tucked against her side.

“Hey,” I said as I stepped out, warning her I was there.

“Hey, Liam,” she said with a surprised grin. “What are you doing here?” She pointed to the lawn chair next to her. “Sit.” She lifted her bottle. “Be miserable with me.” Laughter came from her mouth, but it was more of a sad laugh rather than humorous.

“I realized we hadn’t exchanged numbers earlier,” I said as I took a seat.

“And then you heard the news, huh?” she said with sympathy.

I leaned back and shrugged. “What news?”

She looked away. “I don’t want to be the one to tell you.” She thought about it a few seconds. “I know.” She picked up her phone and started looking for something, it seemed.

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