Our So-Called Breakup Chapter 06

Our So-Called Breakup Chapter 06

I scowled, fully prepared to tear into him, when a cold drop hit my cheek. Then another.

They weren’t my tears.

I froze.

Pushing him back, I looked up and saw his eyes swimming with tears.

The anger drained right out of me. I reached up, brushing my thumb beneath his eye. “Why are you crying?” I asked, my voice softening.

In the past, whenever he ca Purchase completed mission-no matter how chewed up or badly injured he was I had never seen him shed a single tear.

He opened his mouth like he was going to lash out, clearly wanting to pin the blame on me, but the words just wouldn’t come.

Instead, he dropped his forehead toward mine and whispered, “I just feel a little sad.”

He swallowed hard. “Did you even think about me at all these last six months?” he asked, his voice raw.

A second ago, my heart had been breaking for him.

But hearing him actually bring up those six months brought the rage boiling right back to the surface.

>”If you’d waited any longer, I would’ve already moved on and married

someone else.”

I said it purely out of spite, but it landed like a gut punch.

The tears he’d just managed to get under control started spilling down his face all over again.

I didn’t try to comfort him this time.

I just gave him a dead-eyed stare.

“If two people don’t talk for over a week, that means they’re broken up. Did you honestly not know that?”

Vincent looked absolutely crushed.

He shook his head slowly. “Nobody ever told me that,” he murmured, his voice cracking.

“I thought once we got together, we wouldn’t ever break up.”

He hesitated, looking at me cautiously. “Am I still your boyfriend?”

I wanted to tell him no just to hurt him back, but seeing him cry chipped away at my resolve.

“Yes.”

The second the word left my mouth, Vincent leaned in and kissed me again.

Right at that moment, the elevator doors slid open behind me.

-Kenneth was standing there, holding a black trench coat. His face lit

up when he saw Vincent.

“Colonel Rowley, your coat-

He was obviously about to say Vincent had left it at my place, but the words died in his throat.

Because Vincent had his arms wrapped around me, Kenneth could only see my back.

But we’d spent so much time together over the years that he recognized me instantly.

He just stood there, stunned, completely unable to process what he was looking at

Vincent glanced up, his expression totally calm as he met Kenneth’s surprised stare.

Kenneth sucked in a sharp breath.

The doors slowly slid shut in front of him, taking him up to the next floor.

By the time Vincent finally let me go, Kenneth was already gone.

I frowned, glancing over my shoulder at the empty space. “Weird, I thought I just heard Kenny’s voice,” I muttered aloud.

Vincent casually wiped a smear of lipstick off the corner of his mouth.

“No.

-“You must have heard wrong.”