Page 85 of Falling for Finn

“Let me help you. What’s on your schedule today? I can get someone else to take care of it so you can rest.”

“No.”

“Well, you’re going to get yourself killed if you work while exhausted. You shouldn’t even be driving.”

“Operations don’t stop because I’m having a hard time. I’ve done it before, and I’ll work through it again. Don’t make it a big deal.”

After Aspen and I broke up, I was fucking miserable for weeks. I was barely functional but powered through it for the sake of the orchard.

However, this feels different.

It’s so much worse.

“Have you two spoken?” She follows me to a table, helping herself to the chair across from me.

“Not since she told me she landed in LA.”

Two weeks ago. Might as well be an eternity because that’s what it feels like.

“Why not?” She snags a piece of my bacon, and I scowl.

“She needed time to get settled in and figure shit out with her apartment.”

Not being able to touch and kiss her while we talked would hurt too much.

Jessa purses her lips, then grabs her phone. She types something, then sets it down.

“There.”

“There, what?”

“I texted her.”

I pop a brow. “Why?”

“Why not? We’re friends. I can check on her.”

I stab my fork into my eggs and sausage, then shovel both into my mouth so I can get the hell out of here quicker.

When her phone vibrates, my heart rate increases.

“Hmm…”

I want to ask her what Oakley said, but I know Jessa’s baiting me, so I stay quiet. After she sends another message, she sets her phone down again.

“You know, she’s not Aspen.”

“Of course she’s not,” I grind out. “I’veneverthought that.”

“I’m just saying, if you stopped acting so jaded after one bad relationship, you’d see that you and Oakley are perfect for each other.”

“Doesn’t stop the fact that she lives across the fucking country, Jessa. It’s not even the same.”

“Did you ask her to stay?” Jessa asks, and when she goes for another piece of my food, I smack her hand. “Ow!”

“No. I knew she couldn’t anyway.”

“You sure about that?”

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