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August 13th
Houston Cavanaugh.
The first boy I ever loved. And boy, did I love him a long time. I loved him until he was a
man. I loved him
until he loved me back. At least, I thought he loved me.
His eyes narrow and he appears confused for a
moment. “Jamie?”
My heart drops to my feet.
He doesn’t even remember me.
“No,” I say with far too much emotion.
“Oh, my God. I’m sorry. I... I know you.”
I clutch my chest, unable to breathe. Then his eyes widen with what can only be described as pure
terror.
“Rory? Aurora?”
I let out a sharp puff of air. “Yeah.”
His lips are still moving. I want to hear what he’s saying, but my thoughts are pounding in time with my
heart. Images flash in my mind: our bodies tangled in his sheets; the breakfast bar littered with sticky
shot glasses and empty beer bottles; my empty dorm.
“Rory?”
I blink a few times to focus on his face and he looks at the floor, as if the weight of our history is pulling
his head down.
“I’m sorry. Maybe I should come back later.”
“What? No!”
He looks up, startled by my outburst.
“I mean, you came to talk about the contract, so... let’s talk. I’m...” I nod toward the chair for him to sit
down, then I close the office door behind him. “I’m sorry for spacing out. I was just a little surprised to
see you.” I take a seat in Jamie’s chair and yelp as it begins to tip backward. “Shit!”
Houston laughs as I scoot forward and lean my elbows on the desk, hoping he doesn’t notice how the
sound of his laughter makes the hairs on my arms stand up.
“Sorry. Obviously, I don’t sit on this side of the desk very often, but Jamie didn’t want to reschedule this
appointment. She should be here shortly.”
“You don’t need to apologize.” The left corner of his mouth pulls up in his signature half smile and I grit
my teeth against the surge of emotions welling up inside me. “I’m actually kind of glad we ran into each
other.”
“Really? You hardly remembered me a minute ago.”
He chuckles again. “Yeah, sorry about that. I was just surprised.”
I can’t argue with this when I just used the same excuse. But it’s no more true coming from his lips than
it is from mine. We’re not surprised to see each other. We’re terrified.
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