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“Yeah, no,” she told her caller—some person named Logan whom I’d never heard of before—with an amused laugh. “You didn’t interrupt anything. I can talk.”

My eyebrows shot sky-high, and I tilted my head at her, interested to hear how she thought that me trying to eat her out was nothing and worthy of interruption so she could talk toLoganinstead.

But all Chloe did was send me a slightly irritated glance for openly listening in on her side of the conversation, and she crawled off the bed before hurrying toward the door so she could talk to Logan in the hallway. Away from me.

My mouth fell open.

Because motherfucker… Whowasthis guy?

Her voice went muffled as she spoke as if she was purposefully lowering her tone just so I couldn’t hear what she was saying.

I continued to sit on the bed and watch the empty doorway, wondering why this Logan guy was worthy enough to abandon me for.

Like I didn’t even matter.

A nasty taste rose up my throat. I was pretty sure it was straight-up jealousy, but I refused to admit that. From straining my ears, I was able to pick out the lines, “No, it’s okay. I have…” and “thanks for calling,” but that was it.

A moment later, Chloe appeared in the doorway again, phone down at her side and no longer next to her ear.

She seemed surprised to find me still sitting on her bed where she’d left me.

I lifted my eyebrows in curiosity.

But all she did was falter a step, clear her throat, and then lower her gaze before stepping forward again and walking to the nightstand to set her phone down.

Remaining on her feet next to the bed, she finally turned my way, where I waited expectantly.

“So that was, uh...” When she paused to run a hand through her hair and tuck it behind her ear, the jealousy tightened inside me even more.

But God, she couldn’t even talk about this guy without playing with her hair. Shelikedhim.

“Logan,” I said for her, my voice hard and bitter. “Yeah, I got that part.” What Ididn’tknow was who the hell Logan was and why he was noteworthy.

When she said nothing, I scratched irritably behind my ear and gave in to temptation, asking, “So who exactly is Logan again?”

“Oh, he’s just...” Chloe couldn’t seem to come up with a good explanation, so she released a breath and glanced up to meet my eyes. “Actually, he’s the guy I was supposed to meet for dinner the night I was kidnapped.”

“Really?” My eyebrows lifted in surprise at that revelation.

Frankly, I’d forgotten that she’d been all dressed up to meet some other guy that night. I had assumed it had been a first date since I hadn’t heard anything through the family rumor mill yet. But maybe I’d been wrong.

Still... If Ihadbeen wrong, then where the hell had he been all this timesincethat night? Because he sure hadn’t been here to check in on her. Although…

Worry tightened my gut.

Ihadn’t been here the last few nights either. What if she’d kicked me out sohecould come over?

Suddenly, I couldn’t breathe so well.

Swallowing thickly and trying not to lose my shit—because it kind of felt like my entire life was falling apart around me—I nodded and asked, “And… Does he knowwhyyou had to stand him up that night? The real reason?”

Chloe hesitated, then nodded. “Actually, yes. Uh…ironically, he works for the police department. So he read the reports about me when he went back to work the next day. He’s the one who helped me get my restraining order set up, in fact. So yeah… He knows everything.”

For some reason, it hurt the most to hear that.Iwas supposed to be the one who knew everything, who she shared her trauma with. I was supposed to be theone.

But the only one I was, was the one who’d repeatedly broken her heart so hard over the years that she had to make herself hate me in order to even get over me.

I tried to swallow the hard lump in my throat; it didn’t budge.

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