Chloe propped her head up with one hand and lazily asked, "So, did you lose that argument with him in the backyard?"
Connor, without bothering to look at Chloe, lifted his chin proudly. "No way. I totally won."
"Is it me taking him down that made you feel some type of way?"
At this, a smirk naturally formed on Connor's lips. "Of course not. That was really satisfying."
Connor's expression was unmistakably gleeful and utterly childish, like a kid enjoying someone else's misfortune. And yet, Chloe found his jealousy kind of cute.
She lifted her arm, gently scratching under his chin. "If it's not that, then what is it, my little prince?"
Chloe appeared to be in a good mood, seemingly unfazed, which lifted Connor's spirits considerably.
He finally said, "It just infuriates me that Lucas thinks he can just apologize, admit he was wrong, show a bit of remorse, and everything he did to you can be forgotten. Where does he get that idea? It's totally ridiculous."
Tonight, on several occasions, Connor was almost amused by Lucas’ stupidity. Lucas was truly a piece of work. 'How thick-skinned do you have to be to say those things?' Connor thought.
What really got to him was the thought that this might have always been the pattern in Chloe and Lucas’ past interactions. Lucas believed a simple apology would make everything okay with Chloe.
What Connor truly feared was if Chloe might actually go back to him. After all, there was one thing Connor couldn't compete with. She and Lucas were childhood sweethearts with over twenty years of history.
Connor and Chloe had actually met when he was eight. To him, it was a grand redemption, a search and hope nearly twenty years in the making. But Chloe had long buried Connor in the depths of her mind, and he certainly couldn't match Lucas.
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