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“It wasn’t a big deal,” I say.
I walk toward the kitchen table—where I’m ninety-nine percent certain I left my car keys earlier—grateful I can hide my face.
I don’t want to lie to Sydney.
But I don’t want to get into this either—not when she’s got all this other stuff going on.
Not when Holden and I are back on stable ground. Ithoughtwe were back on stable ground, at least.
Not when I just found out he lied to me yesterday.
That feels like tremors.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” she asks.
“It was a rough patch. We got through it.”
“Holden did something?”
“Syd…”
“Okay, all right. Not my business. If you want to talk about it, I’m here.”
“Thank you.”
“I told Grace to shove it, by the way.”
I grin. “No, you didn’t.”
“Well, I didn’t hold the door for her, even though she was right behind me.”
“How rude.”
“I tried.”
“I know.” The world would be a way better place if everyone had the same low tolerance for cruelty as Sydney does.
We head outside into the heat. And I try to shove all thoughts of Holden far away.
CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
HOLDEN
Henry does a double take when I walk into the kitchen. “I thought you were asleep upstairs.”
I head straight for the fridge, grabbing a sports drink and draining most of it in one go. Now I just need a couple of painkillers to combat the pounding headache.
“Way to bail last night.”
“Sorry,” I say, taking another long pull.
Henry studies my wrinkled clothes. “You never came home?” he asks.
I shake my head and gulp more liquid.
“Hangover?”
“Yeah. It feels like a construction crew is working on my skull. I drank way too much last night.” I toss the empty bottle into the recycling. “Woke up in some random girl’s bed.”
