Page 189 of Beautiful Collide

I pivot in my seat and watch him.

He’s looking forward, hands on the steering wheel.

His jaw is set, and it’s almost like he didn’t hear me, but then I see a slight twitch.

He did, and my words affected him.

The silence stretches between us, heavy and loaded. Finally, I can’t take it anymore, needing to say so much and not willing to wait.

I bury my head in my hands. “Now what?”

He sighs. “Honestly, no clue.”

I shake my head. “This is a disaster.”

“Maybe, but it doesn’t have to be.”

“You really think we’ll be okay?” I ask, my voice small.

The car rolls to a stop at the light, and he looks at me. “I know we will.”

I almost believe him.

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Molly

Dane:Are you serious, Molly?

Molly:I know. I KNOW. Please don’t yell at me.

Dane:Yell at you?? Do you even still consider me your brother, or did you trade me in for Hudson??

Molly:Oh my God. You’re being dramatic.

Dane:DRAMATIC? I found out my sister MARRIED my teammate FROM THE PRESS.

Molly:I’m sorry. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.

Dane:What, you accidentally said “I do”?

Molly:Okay, fair point. But it’s a long story, and I didn’t know how to tell you.

Dane:You just tell me, Molly. That’s how.

Dane:Remember me? Your brother? The one who raised you?

Molly:You’re right. I should’ve told you. I’m sorry.

Dane:. . .

Molly:You’re mad.

Dane:I was mad. Now I’m just worried about you. Are you okay? For real.

Molly:Yeah, I’m okay. Promise.

Dane:If you need anything, you tell me. No exceptions. You hear me?

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