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It only takes a second before he comes running after me. “Hold up,” he says. “You’re still wearing my helmet.”

Oh.

The helmet takes away from my suave exit.

I stop walking and take it off, turning around just enough to hand it to him.

“Wait,” he says, grabbing my arm. “You can’t do all of that, then walk away.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’ll always be wondering what happened to the girl that critiqued my swing.”

“She’s going to buy almond milk. Now you don’t have to wonder.”

“I have a feeling I’ll always wonder about you.”

My brows bunch together. “How do you not find me completely crazy right now?”

He shrugs. “I think it’s part of your charm.”

I laugh.

His hand shoots out. “I’m Matt.”

I look down at his proffered hand, then back up to his perfect face.

“Remi.”

CHAPTER 3

MATT

I never should’ve agreed to let Reece pick me up from the airport. He’s late to everything in life. I like to keep a tight schedule, and right now, I’m at the mercy of someone who never looks at a calendar.

But it’s his weekend.

He’s the groom.

He can pretty much do whatever he wants and get away with it.

Reece: Just took the turnoff. Be there in a few minutes. Can’t wait to see you guys.

You guys.

As in Remi and me.

Apparently, Jana told Remi they could also pick her up from the airport.

That’s not awkward at all.

Out of everyone, Reece should know that I don’t want to ride in the same car with Remi. This has to be breaking some kind of bro code: never make your best friend share a ride from the airport with his ex-girlfriend that he’s still in love with. That’s got to be etched on a bathroom stall in a bar somewhere, right?

In Reece’s defense, he doesn’t know that I’m dreading seeing Remi this weekend. There hasn’t been a moment when he’s asked me, “Hey, are you still in love with Remi and nervous about seeing her for the first time since you broke up?” Friends should really lead with questions like that every once in a while, just in case people are too embarrassed to bring it up themselves.

Since he hasn’t led with that probing question, it’s been easier to pretend like this weekend is no big deal.

Easier for my heart…and my pride.

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