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“Yeah—” I grunt the word, my heart sinking.
“But I don’t think I can do that.”
My chest constricts and I struggle to breathe. I want to reassure her, tell her that I’m falling for her too, but the words lodge in my throat.
A long silence stretches between us, her exhalations warm on my skin.
Finally, I manage to speak. “I got a call from my agent. I’m going back to L.A. soon. After the dedication.”
Trix doesn’t say anything else. She rolls away from me and walks to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. The snick of the lock echoes loudly in the quiet room and I shiver, suddenly cold.
I never should have gotten involved with Trix.
Now both of us are broken—and it’s all my fault.
CHAPTER 26
TRIXIE
Ican’t believe he’s really leaving. After everything that’s happened between us—the hot sex, long conversations, sharing secrets with each other—I thought he might change his mind. Actually stay and see where this thing between us could go.
But I guess not.
Danny was right.
I never should have fallen for Colt Wild.
I’m another notch in his belt, his latest fling and nothing more.
The realization hits me hard in the chest and this feels worse than Jett cheating on me with his intern. Because I thought what Colt and I had was real, more solid. Like we actually had a chance to make it work. We’re both from here, we know each other’s pasts—and I naively thought we could be a part of each other’s futures.
In my dreams, anyway.
Why am I so stupid?Blake probably saw this coming from two states away. But not me. No, not me. Dumb, trusting Trix. Falling for the player. Again.
A hot tear slides down my cheek and I swipe it away.
No. I’m not doing this. I’m not going to mope around, being all sad and pathetic.
I’m going to walk back out there and pretend like everything’s fine and I don’t care. Like Colt Wild didn’t just crack my heart in two.
Have a nice life, Colt. It was good while it lasted.
With a shuddery breath, I pull myself together, straightening my shoulders and smoothing my sex-tousled hair back. After a long, hard look in the mirror, I unlock the door and emerge from the bathroom.
Colt’s standing at the fridge with his back to me, a long arm stretched across the teal door, staring into the refrigerated space.
I’m going to miss seeing that every day.
Those rippling muscles marching across his shoulders, that perfect ass. The square line of his jaw, a day’s worth of dark stubble shadowing his face. That smoldering gaze in his blue-green eyes, his pupils deepening right before her leans in and kisses me.
A sharp pang stabs me in the chest, but I shove it away.
Forget him, Trix. You’re better off alone.
If only my heart would buy what my head’s trying to sell.
Colt glances over his shoulder in my direction. “Trix—can we talk?”
