Chapter 12

I saw Ryker only once more the rest of the day and that was when he returned truck keys. He still wouldn’t meet my eyes, and I found I missed his cheeky gaze and sunny smiles.

The rest of the week was more of the same, and by the time Friday night came, I was seriously disgusted with myself. I wanted Ryker, but I had no idea how to approach him. Of course, it was at that moment that Titus called.

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“Say that again?”

I could hear the incredulity in Titus’s voice, and I didn’t blame him. “I said, I’m in love with a guy and I think I hurt him. I want to make it up to him but I’m not sure how.”

“You skank!”

“Not helpful.”

“Why didn’t you tell me? I would never have pushed so hard to get you to go out all the time.” And now he sounded hurt. I was batting a thousand this week, wasn’t I?

“Forgive me? I wasn’t even ready to admit it to myself, and now that I am, I don’t know where to start.”