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tell you what's happening in my sex life."
    He smirked. "Like you can hide something from me."
    "You're a pain in my ass, Macon."
    "Just like you are, baby. Ask your roomy."
    "Lord happens to tolerate me now. He even took my defense against his friend."
    He shook his head with a smile on his face. "You're both weird with those nicknames. What sane people use bridge and lord as nicknames?"
    I shrugged and put money to pay for the ice creams and coffee on the table. It was my turn to treat. "Sane people are no fun."
    He stood up and put an arm around my shoulders as soon as I was standing next to him. "You've got a point, baby."

 
    Chapter Four
    DAY 4
    The first day back to college wasn't all that fun. It could have been, because I missed some people who went back home during the summer, and I was glad to see them again. But, all that was ruined fairly quick when I saw him with her.
    They still looked like the golden couple they were back in high school. She was tall, blond e, thin, and all smiles and sweetness directed at everybody around her. He was tall, well built from football, and his dark hair was in perfect order on top of his head. I couldn't look away from his strong, tanned arm slung around her tiny waist.
    My heart hurt in my chest, even hours later. Seeing Ryan was always hard for me. Not only did he make me realize what a naïve idiot I had been back then, but also how he ruined me. His behavior had killed the part of me that was vulnerable, sweet, and even romantic. Ryan might look like a sweet guy, driven by his football scholarship, his classes and his beautiful girlfriend, but I knew now what a piece of shit he was despite his preppy look and an all white, mile-wide smile.
    I sat on the couch and sighed. Byron was in the kitchen, talking on his cell while grabbing a can of soda. When he closed the fridge with a little more strength than necessary, everything rattled inside. Usually, that kind of loud sound made me cringe, but not today. I didn't give a rat's ass. Byron sighed and rolled his eyes while listening to the person on his phone. Without a word, he brought me a can of pepsi and frowned at seeing my face. I was certainly not looking my bubbly self. I was just drained of my energy and felt depressed. I guessed I wasn't as healed as I wanted to believe.
    "Listen Mom, my roomy is back , and we have things to do because her family is coming for dinner." He rolled his eyes again and ran a hand in his buzzed hair. "Come Wednesday then." He walked to the couch, handed me my can and sat next to me, careful to not even brush against me. "Bye, Mom." And he hung up.
    He opened his can and took a big sip. He didn't look like a guy who had had a great day either. At least we were in the same boat as of today. "Your mom wants to come?"
    He shrugged, his eyes trained on the little can swallowed by his huge , rugged hand. "She's delighted to know I've got a girl for a roommate, and she wants to meet you." He took another sip. "And she'll bring along my father and little brother."
    "Fair enough. You have to go through meeting my family tonight," I replied absentmindedly, my head still focused on Ryan and his wonderful girlfriend who never really lost him in the first place. Even if I felt bitter about her, she wasn't to blame. I hoped the day she w oke up about Ryan, she wouldn't hurt too badly. "It feels too much like a couple meeting the parents kind of thing. That's weird."
    He nodded and made a face at the thought. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. For some reason, I didn't like it when it was turned off, even when I was reading. I somehow found something about a dark screen creepy. I took a sip of my soda and closed my eyes.
    "Bad day, Bridge?"
    I turned my head toward him. I let my eyes wander along his thin scar and fought a sudden urge to run my fingers on it to test the smoothness or roughness of his skin there. "Never fall in love, Byron."
    The serious tone of my voice made him frown deeper. He