Layover (Open Skies #1) - Becca Jameson Page 0,59

She was also mad at Jason for being so stubborn that he wouldn’t listen to reason.

Why does everything have to be so damn complicated?

Something he’d said came rushing back into her mind. Been there. Done that. Won’t do it again. She wondered what the hell he’d been referring to. It was such a specific thing to say. And it made no sense.

Libby groaned as she rolled onto her back and remembered everything that had transpired last night. She tossed her forearm over her eyes to block the light coming in from the open blinds that she hadn’t bothered to shut the night before.

After a few deep breaths, she reached for her phone on the nightstand and found no new texts or calls.

Shit. She couldn’t decide if the ball was in her court or his right now. After all, he was the one who stormed off and sped away from her while she was trying to explain. Then again, she was the one who had no spine, which caused him to find her in a compromising position in the first place.

She considered sending him a text and then spent at least fifteen minutes typing and retyping words before finally hitting send.

Can we talk? Please call me.

She didn’t expect an immediate response. After all, it was early in the morning. He was probably out late and sleeping in. However, an hour later after she’d showered and dressed and had some coffee, she switched from thinking it was too early to thinking he was ignoring her text.

An hour after that, she was pissed. Fuck him. If he didn’t want to listen to reason, fine. She didn’t need that shit in her life.

Two hours after that, she decided to go to the grocery store and run a few errands. There was no food in the condo. She still hadn’t eaten yet today, and her stomach was rumbling, but the thought of chewing and swallowing was more than she could handle.

Christa was in the kitchen grabbing a soda from the fridge when Libby returned with an armload of grocery bags. “Hey,” Christa said softly. “You okay? Did you find Jason?”

Libby shook her head. “Didn’t even try.”

Christa’s eyes went wide. “Why not?”

“I sent him a text first thing this morning asking him if we could talk. He didn’t respond. I get that I’m partly to blame for this fiasco, but if the man won’t even let me explain myself, I’m not going to go over there begging and groveling.”

Christa cleared her throat. “Maybe you should?” she hedged.

Libby put the carton of milk in the fridge and turned around. “Nope. Not going to happen. I’ve worked my entire life to be strong and independent. I’m not going to let anyone make me feel like I’m not worth listening to.”

“When do you work next?” Christa asked as she unloaded one of the bags.

“Monday afternoon.”

Christa yanked the bag Libby was holding out of her hands. “Go.”

“Go where? What are you talking about?”

Christa pointed to the door. “Go find him. Make this right. Do it now. Don’t spend the next day and a half moping around kicking yourself and him. Face him. Talk to him.”

Libby rolled her eyes. “Give me one good reason why I should be the one to confront him when he drove away from me last night and didn’t answer my text this morning.”

“Because you’re in love with him.”

Libby sucked in a breath, blinking at her friend.

Christa narrowed her gaze. “Deny it.”

“You’re right.”

“Go.” She pointed toward the door again.

Libby hesitated a few more seconds and then leaned in to hug Christa. “Thank you again.” She grabbed her keys and rushed back out the door.

Chapter 26

Jason was sitting on his back deck, nursing his second cup of coffee when movement to the side of his house caught his eye. He jerked his gaze to find Libby entering his backyard through the gate.

His breath hitched as he watched her body sway with every slow step in his direction. He didn’t say a word, but he was unnerved to realize that even though he was still nursing a solid mad, he was attracted to her.

She looked chagrined. After taking the two steps up to his deck and sitting on the side of the second lounge chair facing him, she drew in a breath. “You didn’t answer the door but your car was in the driveway, so I thought maybe…” She glanced down at her lap, fisting her hands together.

He furrowed his brow, reminding himself that she’d treated him badly and

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