Attached At Heart (Wildflower #3)

Eight Years Ago

eight years ago

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“Can I have an appletini?”

The bartender at the bar right off campus raised a surprised brow at my order. “For your girl?”

His eyes shot over to Delaney, sitting at a table behind me. I followed his gaze and then ran his words over and over in my head.

Your girl, your girl, your girl.

But what I said aloud was, “She’s my best friend.”

And yeah, the drink was technically for her. The first time she tried to order an appletini here, a different bartender had given her shit about it, so now she always ordered something else. But I didn’t want her to know that I only ordered appletinis so she could “sneak” drinks of it while I “wasn’t looking.” So I didn’t confirm nor deny the rest of his question.

The bartender made a snort of disbelief.

“Could have fooled me.”

I nodded, accepting that as truth. Delaney and I could have fooled a lot of people into believing we were together. Pretty much everyone who knew us had asked at some point.

Everyone was fooled into believing we were more.

Everyone but us.

Or maybe everyone but Delaney.