Boggs soon and I need to shower and change.” “It’s actually good timing, I need to head back to my place,” I say, surprised by how confident I sound. Silence hangs over us, and I can’t stand in his kitchen for another second. “You should do whatever you think is right.” “I know-I mean, I don’t know, but it’s…” I shake my head, trying to clear my scrambled thoughts. I suddenly want to get the hell out of Dodge. I finally meet his gaze and find that he’s been studying me, his head tilted to the side. “You should,” I say, and the words taste like acid on my tongue. He drags a hand through his hair and turns away. I stare down at Mouse, who is blissfully unaware of what it feels like to have your heart sliced down the middle.
“I could hear you guys talking, even from out there.” He’s getting ready to relay all the information I already know from snooping, so I hold up my hand to stop him. “So apparently Olivia showed up at my mom’s house last night,” he volunteers. Her stupid pastries still sit on the counter, but I’m not even a little tempted to take a new one. A few minutes later, when Adam shouts for me to come back inside, his mom is gone.
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