CHAPTER THREE
MAIZE
“Hey, what’s goin’ on?” Rowan asks, coming into the bathroom where I’m hiding. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“That guy…” I inhale sharply, hardly believing it.
“Gavin? What about him?”
“That’s Gavin.”
She blinks. “Right, I just said that.”
“No, I mean, yes. That’s the Gavin I slept with a few weeks ago,” I reiterate.
“Wait…” She narrows her eyes. “The guy you bailed on the next morning?”
“Yes!”
Rowan quickly covers her mouth as if she’s trying to hold back laughter. “Oh my God, Maze!”
“Shut up!” I smack her arm. “This is humiliating!”
“This is freaking awesome.” She chuckles. “Did he recognize you?”
I sigh, rubbing my temples as a headache surfaces. “I don’t know. I recognized him right away. That’s why I quickly turned away.”
“Well, go out there an
