Page 83 of Mr. Heartbreaker


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“Bodhi, not our business,” Henry says.

“I like her,” Bodhi says, like a declaration. “She taught me how to draw a sun on the sidewalk. She gave me a kiddie cocktail downstairs. With extra cherries!”

Henry looks at me over his kid’s head.

“If you broke up, does that mean Daddy can date her?”

Henry laughs, but quickly tries to stop, failing miserably.

“No,” I answer.

“Why not? Mrs. Brewster says you have to share. That sharing is the nice thing to do because you want to spread happiness. If something makes you happy, it would probably make someone else happy to play with it too.”

I raise my eyebrows at Henry, and he tries to hide his smile.

“I’m not sure it’s the same with people,” Henry says. “Right now, Rowan likes to play with Leigh, and until he puts her back on the shelf, we have to wait our turn. You wouldn’t like it if I took your favorite toy out of your hands while you were playing with it, right?”

I roll my eyes. “Just when I complimented you on being a great dad.”

He flips me off behind Bodhi’s back.

“Put her back on the shelf, Rowan, so Daddy and I can have her.”

Even I can’t hide my laugh, although thinking about casting Kyleigh aside doesn’t sit well. Actually, it doubles that sinking feeling in my stomach, then turns into a jealous sort of anger thinking about her being someone else’s.

Henry is right. I need to give this some time.

“I don’t think Rowan is a good sharer.” Henry can’t fight his smile.

I pick up a Falcon stuffed animal and throw it at him.

But he’s not wrong. When it comes to Kyleigh, the only thing I know for sure is, there’s no sharing.

Thirty-Two

Kyleigh

It’s Sunday afternoon.

Rowan hasn’t texted.

Rowan hasn’t called.

Rowan hasn’t come over.

I bury my head under the covers and ignore the splintering sound of my shattered heart.

Thirty-Three

Kyleigh

It’s Wednesday,and there’s still been no word from Rowan. Every day I tell myself that he just needs time, but I’m starting to think I’ll be waiting forever. Since he’s at training, I go over to Peeper’s Alley to check on Ruby. I brought reinforcements in case I run into Rowan, even though I’m not expecting him to be there.

“You could’ve warned me. I’d have worn my rain boots.” Alara steps into the bar behind me.

The windows are boarded up, and for the first time that I’ve seen, the Peeper’s Alley sign isn’t lit up.

“Ruby?” I say, walking farther into the building.

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