thanks.”
“Anytime,” I said, stopping myself from adding a be careful to the end of that statement . They chased for a living and knew what they were doing, but the concern for their safety was hard to ignore. I hung back to check out the other images pulled up on the screens, but turned my attention back to the boys as they exited the room.
Dash nudged Paul with his elbow as they walked through the door and whispered, “Told you she could do it.”
I sank into the seat Paul had once occupied, my heart swelling. They’d given me a test and Dash had been the one to believe in me. The sensation was new and totally blissful as I turned back to the screens, staring at the location where my prediction sent them.
“You ready?” Justin asked once I’d opened the door for him.
I smiled and nodded.
“Great, let’s go,” he said and swung around.
I climbed into his truck, my stomach twisting in anticipation. Justin had called last night and told me to be ready to go out at noon; he had a surprise for me. My jaw had nearly dropped to the floor, and it had taken me a good thirty seconds to respond. I couldn’t even remember the last time he’d been spontaneous.
I’d seen Dash every day since we’d had brunch last week, whether it be in class, hanging out in the weather lab, or going out to eat, and he more than fulfilled the intense longing I had for a true friendship.
But Justin didn’t know that.
I’d battled with myself ever since the first night I hung out with Dash, but in the end, I’d decided it was better if Justin believed I was studying on campus or working when I wasn’t with him. I didn’t like hiding it from him, but I also couldn’t stand another ultimatum, and I was sure he’d give me one if I confessed how close Dash and I had grown as friends. Even if it was innocent, Justin would find a way to make me feel guilty about it. So, if I was going to feel guilty anyway, at least this way I got to keep Dash’s friendship. And I hoped one day, possibly after I figured out how to get the two of them to meet so Justin could see how awesome Dash was, that I wouldn’t have to be so secretive about it.
“Here we are,” Justin said after a short drive. A genuine smile lit up his sharp-angled face. He navigated the truck into a parking spot in front of a bookstore connected to the mall.
“What’s the occasion?” I asked, stepping out of the truck.
He reached for my hand. “I feel like I never see you anymore.”
“I told you my last two years in school would be heavy,” I said. It was the truth, if not absolute. Sure, I’d spent some extra time with Dash and the guys but never when I was supposed to be with Justin. When Justin would call, I was there. It wasn’t my fault he assumed I’d just sit at home and wait by the phone until he did. It was better this way. The blowup wouldn’t be worth the full-truth, and it wouldn’t be merited anyway.
“I guess I didn’t realize how engrossed you’d be with it all. You missed my call yesterday. I’d wanted to take you to lunch.” He tugged me toward the entrance to the bookstore.
I let the confusion show on my face. I’d had my cell on me the whole day, which I’d spent in the weather lab with the boys. He hadn’t tried to call.
“So where were you, Blake?” he asked, as he held the door open for me.
“On campus. Studying. Where else would I be?” I swallowed hard, the sharpness in his eyes making my chest tight. That look was exactly why I couldn’t let him know every detail of my free time.
He was silent for a few moments before he nodded. “Next time text me if you’re going to stay on campus on your breaks, okay? I go crazy when I don’t know where you are.”
I forced a smile, wondering why his words irked me more today than normal. He’d said the same things to me since I started school and I’d never questioned it. He’d always wanted me to check in once I got home or went to work, that wasn’t a big deal.
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