Page 60 of Falling for Nicole
“Why can’t you two go?”
“I can’t serve myself food, let alone other people.”
I’m aware of all this, but I’m also aware of the reason they’re probably trying to send me next door. They think I need to try to talk to her again. What the fuck do they know? Neither of them have had a relationship that gives them the expertise on what to do here.
“They’ll cope. I’m going home to shower.”
Ignoring their responses, I turn on my heel and march out of the shop. I don’t want to look. I tell myself to keep my eyes on the ground, but the second I’m in front of the shack’s windows, they’ve got a mind of their own.
It’s like she knows I’m there, because the second I see her, she looks directly at me. Her eyes are dark, the normal sparkle gone, and she looks tired, too tired.
My chin drops open as if I’m going to say something, but it’s pointless. I don’t want to talk to her; she made her opinion about this whole situation very clear the other night. She thinks I’m a cheat, so why should I give her the time of day?
But seeing her clearly suffering pushes all that to the back of my mind, because suddenly all I want to do is walk up to her and pull her body to mine.
Letting out a long, pained breath, I drag my eyes away from her and continue the way I was going. I desperately want to look back to see if my actions hurt her, but I manage to keep my focus forward this time.
