Page 35 of When You Became Mine

“Hampton, I swear to God, I just can’t…”

I kept moving so I couldn’t hear what it was that she couldn’t do anymore.

Of course, she called Hampton. She would always run back to him. It didn’t matter that he was the reason she was here in the first place. He could do no wrong in her eyes.

With one final burst of irritation, I pushed my way out into the night, determined to work her out of my head.

15

Piper

Freaking Lawson.

I’d spent my entire shift obsessing over our fight last night. I’d gone back and forth with myself, convinced it was him who was wrong. I mean, why was he such a hard ass? He’d always been on me about everything, for as long as I could remember. Why couldn’t he just give me a break?

I wasn’t that messy. I mean, sure I was a little slow to do the dishes, but dammit, I was tired at the end of the day. Medical school was no joke. Couldn’t he cut me a little slack?

No, he couldn’t.

Which was why I knew I had to get out of his house. I couldn’t live somewhere I wasn’t wanted or even liked most of the time. I’d decided on the drive home from the hospital that I was going to tell him I was moving out. There was another med student who had a couch I could crash on for the last few weeks of the semester. It wasn’t ideal, and I knew I would be miserable, but I’d decided the misery of an uncomfortable couch was far better than the misery of a grumpy roommate.

Bracing myself, I pushed the front door open. The house was lit up and I sighed a little. I was kind of hoping I could at least take a bath before telling him I was moving out, but it looked like he was home. And heaven forbid, I spent more than five minutes in the bathroom. I shut the door behind me and was greeted with the smell of Asian food. Or, more specifically, Thai food. I followed my nose to the kitchen where Hampton was busy unloading a bag full of takeout containers, the Antai logo adorning each one.

“Is that what I think it is?” I squealed.

Hampton jumped at the sound of my voice and turned, a slow grin crossing his face. “Oh, hey, Pip. I didn’t hear you come in.”

I pressed myself next to him, leaning over the bag of food and taking a deep inhale in. “Oh my God, it is!” I squealed again. Grabbing his forearm, I pushed up on my toes and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Hey, don’t let Smith see you. He’s the jealous type.” He winked at me, ignoring my frown.

I hadn’t seen him when I walked in, but I glanced over my shoulder anyway to see if he was on the couch. The living room was empty, so I warned, “If he’s in the bathroom, he better make it quick. Lawson’s got rules and apparently you aren’t allowed to spend too much time in there.”

Hampton laughed. “Nah, Smith has rehearsal tonight.”

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Hampton stood there with a to-go box open, pulling noodles out with his fingers.

“Dude, don’t stick your dirty fingers in there!” I scolded, giving him a nudge with my elbow.

He set the box on the table. “Wanna grab a couple of plates?”

“On it,” I replied, snagging silverware and napkins too before settling into a seat at the table. Hampton finished opening all the boxes and I quickly dug in, dishing up a spoonful of each box onto my plate until it was nearly overflowing. There was no way I was going to be able to eat all of it, but I was going to do my best to try.

I scooped up a bite of the drunken noodles, moaning embarrassingly loud at how good it was. With my mouth full, I told him, “My day was shit.” I finished chewing and swallowed, holding my fork full of food out to him. “So, thank you for this.”

Hampton wiped sauce from his chin and around a mouthful of food told me, “Oh, I didn’t get all this.”

“Antai delivers now?” I asked. A burst of excitement shot through me at the thought of it. “I bet the delivery fee is insane.”

“Nah, Lawson picked it up. I just happened to stop by at the right time.”

My jaw dropped as I l

ooked at the food in front of us. Lawson had gotten every single dish I loved, including an edible version of the green curry I’d tried to make last night.

“Where is he?” I asked, straining my ears. I didn’t hear anything other than Hampton’s ridiculous slurping.

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