One Snowy Night (Heartbreaker Bay #2.5)(18)

“Okay, I want to start over.” She took a deep breath. “I cost you your college education.”

He shook his head. “I shouldn’t have told you that.”

“Yes, you should have. I still can’t believe I didn’t know.” She shook her head, looking devastated. “No wonder you hated me all this time, and now you’re stuck with me on Christmas Eve and I don’t even have a present to give you in the morning.”

He choked out a low laugh. “I never hated you, Rory.”

A lot crossed her face at that. Hope. Relief. “No?”

“No.” He hesitated, something he rarely did. “Look, if we’re sharing and all that, then there’s some things you should know.”

Her gaze locked on his and held. “Like?”

He sighed. “It’s true that back then I was pissed off. I was angry at the world, actually, and also going out with girls I wouldn’t look twice at now because I was a first--class ass, but I’m glad it all happened the way it did. I wouldn’t change it.”

“You wouldn’t?” she asked, her fingers tightly entwined together, knuckles white.

Shaking his head, he stepped toward her and took her hands in his, gently applying pressure until she loosened her fingers so he could clasp them in his. “I’d have ended up in Michigan,” he said. “It’s f*cking cold in Michigan.”

She snorted. “It’s f*cking cold here.”

He smiled and shook his head. “Not in this room it’s not.”

She caught her lower lip between her teeth. “Max—-”

“My point is that I love San Francisco,” he said. “I love my job, my place, my friends. My life there is good. Great, actually.”

She let out a long, shaky breath. “Thanks. You didn’t have to say that.”

“Yeah,” he said, letting his hands come up to her arms. “I did.”

She met his gaze, her own honest and earnest and remorseful. “I really am so very sorry. What I did was selfish, and worse, I never even gave a second thought to the mess I left you in. It was all about me trying to get revenge on Cindy, but you got screwed over so much more than she did.”

True. He’d been dumped by his very angry coach, humiliated in front of the entire town, and his family had been shocked and disappointed in him. He hadn’t gotten over it for a damn long time, certainly much longer than anyone cared about the damn video. And he’d been confused too, because he’d liked Rory. She’d been quiet but nice. And funny. He’d never seen her as one of the mean girls. “Why did you do it?” he asked. “What did you mean, you wanted revenge on Cindy?”

She gave him a questioning look. “You knew that she accused me of being the one to break into her dad’s office. She said that she’d seen me do it, that I was the one stealing money from the coaches’ bags, among other things.”

“No,” Max said slowly. “I didn’t know that.”

“When I actually caught her at it, she turned it around on me,” she said softly, her eyes on his. “I was suspended.”

“I knew you’d been suspended for stealing something from the school but I didn’t know what.”

She shook her head. “I didn’t steal anything. And she kept getting me in trouble, one thing after another, making things up so I came off as unreliable in case I tried to turn her in.”

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’d like to say I dumped her for being a bitch but the fact is, I didn’t care what she was like. You should have turned her in regardless.”

She just looked at him.

“Oh.” He let out a low laugh. “Right. You did. You videoed her and got me as well.”

“A mistake,” she said. “You were collateral damage, and I’m so very sorry, Max.”

He got that. He appreciated that. But the past was the past and he had some things to say too. “Listen, I was a teenage jerk and I thought the world revolved around me. It never occurred to me that you were in trouble, that you weren’t even targeting me. I was that self--absorbed, and I hate that.”

She started to shake her head and say something more but he covered her lips with a finger. He needed to finish, to get this out, because he was realizing a -couple of things. He’d wronged her in much the same way everyone else in her life had, and that was a hard pill to swallow because he prided himself on always trying to do the right thing. “You’re done apologizing to me,” he said. “I was a complete dick about it earlier, but I was wrong. Then and now.”

“Max—-”

He applied gentle pressure on her mouth. “There’s nothing to forgive, okay? You were only doing what you had to to get through and I get it. Now it’s my turn to apologize to you.”

This startled her into silence. He smiled, his fingers stroking her jaw while his thumb rasped over her lower lip. “I should have listened to you. But also I should’ve known there was more to the story. I should’ve asked you, but maybe it’s better that we waited because we’re old now and . . . ” He stopped to smile when she choked out a laugh. “And with all this dubious maturing I’ve realized something.”

She sucked in a breath and lifted her worried gaze to his. “What?”