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I raised a brow. “Really?”
He laughed as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “Yeah. They’re pretty cool people.”
“Carl wasn’t... He wasn’t very friendly. He asked you so many questions and he...he wasn’t very kind about it.” Anger surfaced, scratching at my skin. “I’m sorry about that.”
“You don’t need to apologize, Mouse.”
I folded my arms across my waist, realizing the roles reversed a little tonight. Instead of him defending me, it was the other way around, and that was a strange feeling. “I feel...feel like I have to.”
One shoulder rose. “He’s just protective of you and I’m glad you’ve got people wanting to look out for you.” He paused. “Don’t worry about me. It’s all good.”
Nothing about how Carl acted screamed all good to me.
“I’m not scared off easily,” he said after a moment.
Shoving aside my anger with Carl, I asked what I’d been dying to know. “You and Paige really broke up?”
Rider nodded. “Yeah. Last week. Thursday night.”
I slowly shook my head. “You...never said anything.”
“It’s not really something I wanted to talk about,” he said, his gaze steady. “Paige and I have been friends since I first moved in with Hector and Jayden. I’m not sure if I...I can still say that.”
“I’m sorry.” And I meant that. Despite the feelings I had for him, the way I responded whenever he was near, I was still sorry he was hurting.
He smiled slightly. “I am, too. But being with her... Well, it wasn’t right. Not anymore.”
Well, that answered who broke up with who. I glanced over my shoulder, wondering why it wasn’t right anymore. I wanted to ask what had broken them up, but couldn’t exactly find the courage to speak those words. “You missed school last week...because of it?”
His brows knitted. “The breakup sucked, Mouse. I didn’t want to hurt her and I know I did. Hurting her was the last thing I wanted.” His shoulders rose with a deep breath. “We’ll talk more about it tomorrow, okay?”
Tomorrow.
“Okay,” I breathed.
He stilled as he watched me. Then his gaze slipped over my shoulder, and he seemed to make up his mind about something, because the next second he was coming back up the steps. He stopped just below me. “The soap carvings are pretty cool, and I hope to see more of them,” he said, and then he leaned in, kissing my cheek. My breath caught.
Rider pulled away, his gaze serious. “See you tomorrow, Mallory.”
My cheek tingled as I watched him pivot on the step and walk down, out onto the sidewalk. He glanced over his shoulder, saw me and smiled before continuing to walk. I stood there until he disappeared from sight, allowed myself the moment to replay his parting words, and then I prepared myself.
The shock of Paige and Rider’s breakup along with Rider’s request to see more of the soap carvings faded a bit and I allowed the anger and frustration to resurface.
Carl was leaning against the counter as Rosa was placing the last of the dishes in
to the dishwasher when I walked back in. For once in my life, I wasn’t thinking about the thousands of different words I could speak. I knew exactly what I wanted to say.
I stopped in front of the island. “You weren’t very nice to Rider.”
Carl faced me, his expression blank. “I’m sorry?”
“You weren’t very nice to Rider,” I repeated. “You treated him like he was...a suspect at a crime scene.”
Rosa’s lips parted.
He straightened as his eyes widened. “Mallory—”
“Rider doesn’t live like we do,” I said, eyes and throat burning. “His foster mom isn’t a doctor and he doesn’t think he can afford college. None of that makes him...a bad person.”
