An ex is an ex for a reason
To Rebecca Winters, it’s not just a saying or the title to a catchy tune, it’s a rule she staunchly lives by. Especially since the break up with her ex. What’s the point in trying to fix the “unfixable”? Besides, only a girl hell-bent on more heartbreak would go back to the guy who bailed on her when she needed him most. But saying no to Scott is becoming more difficult than surviving the breakup itself. And unfortunately for her, the kind of pressure he’s exerting is making her rule all too easy to break.
Scott Carver has given up trying to get over his ex. He’s still in love with her and their year apart has done nothing to change that. Yeah, he knows he screwed up. Just how royally, he wasn’t aware of until now. So when Becca agrees to give him a second chance, he grabs on to it with both hands. But it’s clear the only way things will ever truly be right between them is if he comes clean…about everything. He can only pray the truth doesn’t send her running—for good this time.
“Scott, you’ve got to go,” I say, unable to keep the urgency from my voice.
After a beat of silence, understanding flares in his eyes. He pushes up onto his elbow and slants a glance down at me, his expression having lost its sated and relaxed look.
“So what, now I’m some dirty secret you’re trying to keep?” he asks, a hard edge to his tone.
“No, no, that’s not it. It’s just that…” My voice fades to a whisper and then nothing.
“Don’t worry. I get it,” he bites out and climbs out of bed. After dealing with the condom, he pads over to where our clothes are strewn on the floor, collects his and swiftly begins to pull them on.
I watch him with the sheet fisted in my hand and pressed tight above my chest. “Scott,” I say softly, unsure of what else I plan to say, if anything at all.
“Are you starting to feel that way about me now?” he lightly mocks, his stare unwavering as he deftly buttons his long-sleeved shirt.
Embarrassment brings a fresh flood of heat to my face. I immediately lower my gaze, unable to meet his.
“Don’t think this is the end. I’m going to get out of your hair and give you a chance to get your head together but then we are going to talk. We—” He motions between us. “—are not even close to being over.”