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An image of Prescott doing just that as I was going through chemo flashes in my mind.
You’re not going there, I chastise myself. I was doing better, but being back on campus is messing with my head. The notion that I could see him walking around both thrilled and terrified me.
I haven’t seen or heard from Prescott in weeks. Not since the incident in his apartment. Not since I walked out on him. Sometimes I still woke up to him begging me to stay. But I couldn’t. I just couldn’t.
“True. He’s just—”
“Ladies.”
The skin at the nape of my neck prickles at the sound of the familiar voice, my heart stopping in dread, or maybe anticipation? Hell if I know.
Grace looks over my shoulder and smiles softly. “Spencer. How are you doing?”
Tentatively, I glance over my shoulder, and sure enough, Spencer is standing there. Alone.
My heart plummets down in disappointment.
There is nothing to be disappointed about,I remind myself.You don’t want to see him.
“Good. Busy. The team has to pick up the slack since Zane decided to ditch us at the very last minute.”
“I mean, would you decline the opportunity to watch the Winter Games live?”
“Hell no. That’s why I’m pissed.” He shakes his head. “Lucky bastard.”
Then his eyes drop to me, surprise flashing in his irises. “Hey there, gorgeous.” He flashes me that panty-melting smile of his as he runs his fingers through his hair. “I almost didn’t recognize you with that hair.”
“Now I know you’re lying.”
“Me?” He places his hand over his chest dramatically. “Never.”
“Yeah, right.”
He tips his chin at me. “I didn’t realize you were back on campus.”
“Just for a few days.”
I couldn’t stay here. Not knowinghecould be just around the corner. I couldn’t deal with it. Always wondering when the next time I would see him would be.
The next time I’ll give in.
“I managed to convince her we should watch Rei compete together,” Grace chimes in. “But I’m working on getting her to stay. I worry about her when she’s all alone back home.”
“Sheis here,” I say, giving Grace a pointed look. “And I’m not alone. There is always somebody with me just after the chemo.”
“How is that going?” Spencer asks, his voice turning gentler. As if I might break if he probes too much. I hate it. I hate feeling like people have to walk on eggshells around me.
“Good,” I force out a smile. “Just a little bit more.”
Just a little bit more, and things will go back to normal.
Although what is normal these days?
“That’s good to hear, Jade.” Spencer gives my shoulder a squeeze just as somebody calls out his name.
My body freezes for a moment until I see that, by the looks of it, it’s just some guys from the hockey team.
“In a minute,” he yells, returning his attention to us. “When’s the game starting?”
