23. Jasper
TWENTY-THREE
JASPER
I stared at the door long after Travis had slammed it, his words swirling around in my head.
Loved me.
Loved me.
He was in love with me.
A cough next to me pulled my attention back to the moment. I turned to face Finn. I pointed at the door. “I should go after him.”
Finn pulled a face that made it look like my words had physically hurt him, and I hated it.
“Sorry, but I need him. For the project. I need him to stay and help me sort this shit out and we need to set up the research boat.”
Rolling his shoulders and standing a little taller, Finn offered me the fakest smile I’d ever seen. “Of course, Professor. The project must come first.” Sarcasm hung from his words.
I frowned. “That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”
He stepped away from the counter that minutes earlier I’d had him pinned against. “Actually, I don’t, but I’m here to do a job, as are you and Doctor Jones, so I’ll leave you two to discuss whatever you need to discuss. I’ll be in my room, so you don’t need to worry about me interrupting.”
“Finn,” I begged.
He didn’t reply, didn’t look at me, walking away and closing his door with a quiet click.
Pinching the bridge of my nose, I blew out a long breath deciding I needed to find Travis first and speak to him—I couldn’t risk him leaving and not just because of work—and then I’d make things right with Finn… although I had no idea how to make either of them forgive me for my crappy handling of this entire situation.