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Chapter 34

I don’t catch feelings, I catch flights.

It was seven in the morning, so not terribly early. Not for pilots anyway. But as Mari drove, she was questioning her decision to just show up at Colin’s house like this.

She hadn’t been able to sleep all night after talking to Magnolia. Was she really in love with Colin? Dumb question, she was. Annoyingly so.

Which explained why she was pulling down his street before breakfast like a total stalker. Sighing, she pulled up to the curb and called him. Because yeah, showing up like this was all about her manic need right now and she had to calm the heck down. This was not how someone started a relationship. Or she assumed it wasn’t.

His phone rang and rang, finally going to voicemail so she hung up. She wasn’t sure what to say if he’d answered, much less to his voicemail. Now she was really glad she hadn’t just shown up because she would have been drowning in embarrassment later.

Sighing to herself, she’d slid her Jeep into drive when she spotted a tall redhead with messy bed head walking out the front door of his place. She blinked, her stomach twisting in knots .

The sight was like a slap of cold water to the face. The woman was wearing a short, sparkly red dress someone would wear to a club and carrying a little matching clutch purse. She slid sunglasses on as she made her way to the sleek Mercedes parked on the curb in front of the neighbor’s house.

Mari stared as the woman drove off, as if she could somehow figure out why some woman was leaving his place so early. But come on, she knew why.

And it absolutely gutted her.

She couldn’t even be mad at him about it (lies, she was pissed). They weren’t anything. They’d slept together, that was it.

There had been no words of commitment. Nothing .

This was on her and she kind of hated herself in that moment.

Him too if she was being brutally honest. It certainly didn’t take him any time to move on from her.

Angrily, she swiped away her tears and pulled away from the curb to head home. Love was bullshit.