Chapter Sixty-Three

“I messed up… I know. I…” His tone was very low. I could feel that he felt embarrassed to be around me. He couldn’t face me. He was looking everywhere else while I stared directly at his face. The words were not there to describe what he wanted to tell me, but I knew he had a million things to say. “I’m sorry.” He paused when his tone cracked at the last word. “I do-don’t know what came over me. I knew exactly what I did and-”

“What did you do?” I asked him. I wanted him to say it with his own mouth. He needed to admit what was in black and white and not beat around the bush.

“Amour-”

“Hermione.” I corrected and he swallowed hard.

“I kissed a girl. One of my flings… But it did not mean anything.”

I laughed. It was dry and humorless. “Who are you trying to fool Hector?”

The pain would never have been there if his feelings were not involved in that kiss. When I kissed Derrick I did feel something for him. It was tiny, but it was there. Hector and I were not even dating at that time