Page 64 of When Sky Breaks

“Oh, so you admit to paying attention to him, then?”

My face burns. “Shut up.” Trek knows me way too well, even with those years in between. “I’m just sizing up the situation.”

He scratches along his nose. “And what did you come up with?”

“Nothing that makes me feel any better. I’m really confused.”

“It doesn’t take a genius to figure out it’s because you still care about him and are still upset over the fact he fucked you and left. And the obvious. Chase.” He frowns. “Ugh. Did you two do it here in your bed?”

“Don’t poke fun at me. You and Mira had sex everywhere. I can’t look at the dryer the same anymore.”

Trek squeezes the back of his neck and grimaces with a shrug. “She said it felt good. Who am I to judge?”

I roll my eyes. “Then, no judging me on where I did things with August. Did you ever end up talking to Mira again after you guys broke up?” It’s been a while since Trek and I have had any normal conversations. As if you can call any moment spent with Trek normal.

He sighs and folds his arms. She must still be a sore subject for him. “Last I heard, she was married.”

“Ouch. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It all worked out. I’m seeing someone now.”

I sit up straight. “Who?” Who in this small ass town could my brother be seeing? He once chased a girl in middle school, but after that, it was only Mira.

“You remember Mrs. Thorn?”

Crunching my eyebrows, I nod. “Yeah…”

“Well, she’s a Ms. now, and uh …” He lifts his shoulders and tips up a corner of his mouth.

“You’re dating one of our teachers?” I screech.

Trek winces. “It’s not like that old witch, Mrs. Pierce. Hazel’s only thirty-six years old. Smoking hot, by the way.” He bites his lip. “Killer body.”

My eyes widen comically. “Oh my god, Trek. I don’t know if I want to hear about this.”

“You asked who I was bumping uglies with. I answered.”

I stare, bewildered and slightly mystified by all I’ve missed. “Jesus. You’ve only been home for a few months. Does Dad know?”

“Not yet. I mean, I don’t know if it will last. But I gotta tell ya, older women? Holy shit.”

“Stop, I don’t want to hear anymore, la, la, la.” I plug my ears as he rolls his eyes.

“Okay, well, I’m having dinner at her place Saturday, so if you need me, don’t. I’ll be busy. Unless it’s about Dad.”

I salute him. “Gotcha. Do not interrupt Trek’s sex sesh.”

“Bingo. Now tell me, where is August taking you?” He wiggles his brows suggestively, and I wag my head. Even I can admit this forgiving Trek thing is getting easier and easier despite the crazy shit he gets into as a grown man.

“I don’t actually know. He said it was a surprise.”

“Hmmm. A surprise? Well, I guess use this opportunity to clear the air. You and him have a different history than you and I. But if that picture on the wall of Snaps means anything, he still cares about you.”

“You noticed that, huh?” I bite my cheek.

So many memories August and I had. And to see that one on the wall? My lungs tightens as I try to breathe.

“Yeah, Dad wasn’t kidding about needing those pictures the other day, so I went up there. I remember that picture from the pile August left you. To blow it up and frame in a damn store? I’d say the guy still loves you.” He ponders for a moment. “Or just obsessed. Who knows?”

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