Page 60 of Something Tattered


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"Not if they want privacy."

I drew back. If that wasn't a hint, I didn't know what was.

Joel's expression softened. "I didn't mean you."

I studied his face. Did he mean that? Or was he just being nice?

He glanced toward my bicycle. "You didn't ride your bike here?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, it's not like I have a car."

He frowned. "But it's dark out."

I gave him a tentative smile. "But it wasn't when I left."

He was still frowning. "You've gotta be more careful."

"Why? It's perfectly safe."

"Well, you're not biking back," he said. "Hang on, I'll get the car."

What was this? A dismissal? "But wait, you haven't asked why I'm here."

"Iknowwhy you're here."

I gave him a perplexed look. "Why?"

As an answer, he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a credit card. Wordlessly, he handed it over. I took a look. It wasn't just any credit card. It wasmycredit card, the one I kept tucked in the front pocket of my purse for emergencies.

"Where'd you find this?" I asked.

His voice was deadpan. "In the Camaro."

Oh. The Camaro.

Obviously, it was still a sore subject, and I could totally see why.

About the credit card, I was beyond grateful to have it back, even if I hadn't realized it was missing. I met Joel's gaze. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." He glanced toward my bike. "You ready to go?"

"Actually, not yet." I tucked the card into the pocket of my shorts and said, "I'm not here because of the credit card. You want the truth? I didn't even know you had it."

"Then whyareyou here?"

I gave him a shaky smile. "I was awful earlier, wasn't I?"

Joel shoved his hands into his pockets. "I wouldn't say that."

"Oh come on," I said. "You would, too. Because I was." I cleared my throat. "Anyway, I just wanted to say, well, I'm sorry."

"Forget it. Not a big deal."

I studied his face. Did he mean it? I wasn't so sure.

"No seriously," I said. "On Friday, you were so great about taking my side, and I should've done the same for you, with the Camaro, I mean. I don't know why you took it, but I'm sure you had a good reason." I took a deep breath. "And lastly, I never thanked you."

"For what?"