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  2. SYNOPSIS
  3. GINNY
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  51. ALSO BY REBECCA JENSHAK
  52. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Mom and Dad drop me off in front of the dorm and I head up to my room. I unlock the door, push it open, and flip on the light. Movement catches my eye and my heart goes to my throat. “Oh my gosh, you scared me.”

Heath sits on my bed, his back against the wall, and his long legs hanging off the side.

I glance back to the door. “That was locked, right?”

“Your RA let me in.”

My brows raise up toward my hairline. “She did?”

Rachel, my RA, isn’t known for being all that lenient on rules, which hasn’t ever really bothered me since I don’t spend that much time here.

“I told her I was surprising you for our one-year anniversary.” He looks a little embarrassed which makes me laugh.

“Have you ever had a one-year anniversary?”

“Nah.” He chuckles. “It was the first thing that came to mind with Rauthruss and his girl’s big anniversary this weekend.”

I move to the bed and sit next to him. “Six-month anniversary?”

He shakes his head. “I’ve never even had a one-month anniversary.” A small shrug of his shoulders and then he leans into me. “What about you?”

“Bryan and I were together for two years. We didn’t really celebrate the milestones. For one, we could never agree on the date. He thought it was March third and I swore it was the seventh.”

Heath’s chest moves with a silent laugh and he takes my hand, running his thumb along the inside of my palm.

“How was dinner?” I ask.

“Weird.”

I scoot back against the wall and lean my head against his shoulder. “How so?”

He lets out a breath and brings our joined hands to his thigh. It’s a few moments of silence before he answers. “I knew meeting Kevin would be weird. He seems nice, but he’s just like this stranger who is the center of my mom’s world now, and I don’t know her life like I used to. Even Maverick’s random jokes and comedic commentary couldn’t push past the awkwardness.”

“I’m sorry.”

He sits tall and I do the same so I can look at him.

“It’s over. Besides, she seems good so that’s worth something.” He clears his throat. “So, back to this anniversary thing. Why do people get hung up on the number of years or the exact date?”

I want to ask him more about his mom but can sense his need to talk about something else. “I’m not sure. I think people like to have milestones to celebrate or maybe it makes them feel like their relationship is the gold standard if they can slap an award on it.”

He grunts a response.