He plated their food and they went back into the living room to eat and finish watching the game.
Owen was silent while he ate, and Jason kept his focus on the game, hoping Owen would forget about that earlier phone conversation.
“What’s going on with you and Erin?” Owen asked when he put his empty plate on the table in front of the sofa.
Guess he hadn’t forgotten. “Don’t know what you mean.”
“Come on, buddy. I know I’ve been missing in action for a while. Tell me what went down with you and Erin.”
He took in a breath and blew it out, then laid his plate on top of Owen’s. “We’ve been spending time together. It started out with her wanting revenge on you dumping her.”
Owen laughed. “That sounds like something Erin would do.”
“And then we started seeing a lot of each other.”
“And now it’s turned into something more?”
Jason shrugged and stared at the TV, trying to downplay it.
“You’re in love with her.”
He shifted his gaze, looking at Owen. “Yeah. I am.”
“Does she feel the same?”
“I don’t know. We didn’t get that far.”
“Okay. Thanks for telling me.”
“I don’t know how she feels now, Owen. She thought you were over her, that you dumped and ran. She didn’t know—about all this. This changed everything.”
Now it was Owen’s turn to shift his attention to the TV. “Yeah, I know it did. But, honestly? Everything changed with us even before I got sick.”
Jason didn’t know what he meant by that.
He supposed he’d have to let Owen and Erin figure it out together.
And he’d just have to wait.
CHAPTER
thirty-three
SO WHAT HAVE you been doing?” Jason felt like he was sitting across the table from a stranger instead of from the woman he loved.
“Oh, you know, just working and stuff.”
She kept her focus on her salad, didn’t even meet his gaze. They were having dinner, and he’d had to push to get her to agree. She’d been spending so much time with Owen it was like he’d almost had to beg to get some time with her.
“I spent some time with Owen today.”
She lifted her head. “You did? How’s he doing?”
“Good. Seems stronger.”
Her lips curved into the first smile he’d seen from her since he’d picked her up at her house. “I’m glad to hear that.”
His stomach twinged at that smile, because it wasn’t for him. It made him feel guilty. She should smile about Owen feeling better. So why did it make him feel so shitty?
He scooped his French fry into the ketchup, eating his food without even tasting it. Everything was bland without the joy of Erin’s smile and laughter in his life. They were out of sync, off kilter, and he didn’t like it.
“I thought maybe after whatever wedding you have on Saturday you might want to come over and spend the night at my place.”
“Oh. I, uh, was going to go over to Owen’s. There’s a movie marathon we were going to watch together.”
Again, that knot in his stomach. “Okay.”
“You could come over and watch with us. It’s a comedy marathon and I know you and Owen would enjoy watching that together.”
“Yeah. Maybe.”
She reached across the table to touch his hand. “What’s wrong, Jason?”
It wouldn’t be fair to ask her to see less of Owen. He was the guy she was going to marry. If she was still in love with him, what was he supposed to do? Ask her to back the hell off? Owen was sick. He needed her more than Jason did right now.
“Nothing. Everything’s fine.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah. Just fine.”
Except it wasn’t. And he didn’t know how to fix it.
Someone was going to get hurt, and he had a feeling it was going to be him. And just like all those years ago when Erin chose Owen, he was going to have to just suck it up and take it.
So after dinner he drove her back home and walked her to the front door. He wanted to pull her into his arms and tell her how he felt, but in the end he just brushed his lips across hers. It wasn’t enough.
“Night, Erin.”
She gave him a curious look. “Good night, Jason.”
He walked away without looking back.
ERIN STOOD ON the porch and watched Jason climb into his truck, feeling so empty inside she wanted to drop to the floor and cry.
She didn’t know what to do, how to make everyone happy.
Owen needed her. And she knew Jason was upset about all the time she was spending with Owen, but what was she supposed