Play With Me (Playing for Keeps, #2)

by Becka Mack

Don’t you think you’re being a little dramatic? How many times do I have to tell you I’m sorry?” My sneakers squeak as I skid to a stop, and rage thuds in my ears, in line with the beating of my heart. His expression tells me everything I need to know: he’s not sorry. He wasn’t before and he’s sure as hell not now. What he wants is forgiveness he doesn’t deserve. He wants to walk away without the guilt of what he’s done. “Sometimes an apology isn’t enough.” When he opens his mouth, I beat him to it. “Sometimes it’s not enough,” I repeat. “People like you throw out apologies like greetings, empty and meaningless, something you feel required to say. And people like me, people who like to believe there’s good in everyone, that we deserve second chances because we all make mistakes … people like me forgive you. We forgive you once, then twice. And again and again until somebody walks into our lives and shows us it’s not hard to keep promises. To apologize and mean it. To commit to being better. Until somebody shows us there’s no room in our lives for people who don’t care about boundaries. For people like you, Simon.”