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But it doesn’t hurt any less.

“Jones—”

“Just go. I can’t fucking do this,” I interrupt harshly.

“Will you let me explain?” she asks meekly.

“No. Not now.” I pinch the tears from my eyes. “Just get out of my fucking truck before I say something I’ll regret.”

She does what I ask.

But the truth is, I already regret speaking to her like that.

I wasn’t the only one grieving alone. She was too. But the thing is, that was her choice. I didn’t get a fucking choice.

Mia doesn’t turn back around before she slips inside the store.

I don’t blame her. I’m an ass.

CHAPTER 4

Mia

Cammie

I’m around if you want to talk.

Rosie

Coffee on me.

But this offer won’t last forever.

Jones

I think we should keep our distance this summer. I can handle Bikes and Beers on my own.

Me

There’s no way that’s possible. I know you think you know the in’s and out’s of Base Camp Sports, but you have no idea. We’re going to have to find a way to work together.

Jones

You think you’re gonna be able to work with me? Because you might have to look at me to do that.

Me

Don’t be a dick.

Jones

Not trying to be.

Maybe you’re being the dick. Or maybe you’re afraid you’re gonna fall in love with me?

Me

That’s the last thing I’m afraid of.