Chapters (41)
- Cover
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
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Although I’m not sure how much Lincoln will love it.
I know he likes the penthouse, but after Georgia and Archer’s news at breakfast, he might feel a little differently.
Grace turns quiet, her breathing hitching, and as she plays with her hands, I know there’s more than what she’s telling me.
“Grace,” I say softly, “we’re roommates. You can talk to me, you know that? Just like you kept my trust, I’ll always do the same with you.”
She blows out a breath and glances around the room as if she’s worried someone is hiding in the shadows. “I haven’t told anyone this, but I was dating the principal at our school.”
“Oh.” I’d tell her that’s great, but from the expression on her face, it’s not.
“He’s married.” She bows her head in shame.
“Oh.”
“I didn’t know that, though,” she blurts. “He’s new. It’s his first year, and I guess his wife was still packing up their belongings and everything before moving out here after he got the job. He didn’t tell me that he was married. He said he’d been married, but that he and his wife had recently divorced.” She holds in a sob that becomes a sniffle. “I didn’t think much of it, and then, the other day, his wife showed up at the school to surprise him … after we messed around in his office.” She covers her face. “It’s humiliating and heartbreaking.”
“Oh my God, why didn’t you tell me?” I feel bad because she was at my side during this Quinton mess when she was going through her own issues.
“You were dealing with something way more serious.”
“I’ll talk to Lincoln, see what he thinks, but no matter what, you don’t have to worry about losing me as a roommate.” I switch to the seat next to her. “Now, come on. Let’s make some roomie hot chocolate and Netflix it up.”
“I talked to Grace.”
Lincoln peers over at me, and I’m almost positive my sentence came out in somewhat of a slur. We might’ve had one too many hot chocolates, but they were putting Grace’s mind at ease. What the guy had done was messed up, and from the few details she gave me throughout the night, she was really falling for him.
Which is weird because I thought Finn held the key to her heart. As bad as I wanted to ask what happened with that, I didn’t want to bring it up, in fear there were bad memories there as well. Maybe Finn turned her down, or maybe they just flirted, but that was it. Although I would have put my money on the two of them being the next to date.