She sat there for a minute, apparently waiting for him to acknowledge her, but he just didn’t care. “You don’t remember me, do you?” She stirred her drink with a straw before sinking her teeth into the plastic as she looked at him out of the corner of her eye. He didn’t want to talk. He just wanted to get plastered and cab it home. “No, should I?” “We went to high school together. You were a couple of years ahead of me though.” His only response was a grunt as he polished off his longneck and tapped the bar for another. If he was going for effect, he should have asked for a whisky, but that was the old man’s poison of choice. Colt couldn’t stand to hear himself order it. “I have to admit I had a huge crush on you.” “Huh.” He didn’t give a shit about her adolescent crushes, but he had a feeling he was going to hear about it, like it or not. “But you were so into Gabby back then. No one else stood a chance.” “Some things never change,” he muttered, nodding when the bartender delivered his fourth beer.
What do You think about Letting Go (Vista Falls #3)?
