“I’m glad there are no hard feelings,” Lexie said, and I nodded. It made my head spin a little. Maybe that last beer had been one too many.
“Of course not,” I said easily. “Why would there be?”
Because you broke my heart.
But I’d grown since then. I’d matured. I could handle my high school sweetheart, my first and only heartbreak. Couldn’t I?
Besides, didn’t everyone get a little nervous when they saw their first love? Maybe it was one of those things you couldn’t help.
“You still make me a little weak in the knees,” I admitted, and Lexie looked at me, her bright eyes just a tad glassy.
“Really?”
I nodded, feeling like my face was going to catch fire.
“You too,” she replied in a quiet voice.
“You sure you don’t want to talk about what happened?”
She shrugged. “There really isn’t much to tell. I didn’t love him, and he started to get a little... controlling.”
I hummed in the back of my throat, feeling anger rising in me. “Is he dangerous?”
She shook her head. “I don’t think so.”
I swallowed hard. I didn’t like the idea of some ex of hers following her around. “Does he know where you are?”
“No, not at all. I ran directly to the airport. He knows I’m from Texas, but there’s no way he’d be able to figure out it’sWagontown.”
My shoulders relaxed slightly. She was right, Wagontown wasn’t even on some maps.
“What about you?” she asked. “Did you settle down with a wife? Have a couple of kids?”
I could tell that she was a little drunk by the glassiness of her green eyes. My vision was doubling a little after three tequila and pineapples.
I probably shouldn’t have had so much to drink. It made me want things I shouldn’t. Like wanting to grab Lex’s hand, take her to the bathroom, and bend her over the sink.
I cleared my throat, trying to push away the thought.
“No wife. No kids.”
I wasn't ready to tell her about Trent yet.
“Live-in girlfriend?”
I snorted out a laugh. “No. Just me.”
“I can’t believe a guy who looks like you hasn’t met anyone special.”
“Haven’t been looking,” I said honestly. Lex was my somebody special... and look how that turned out.
“Marriage is for the birds, anyway,” she mumbled, and I smiled at her.
“I’m glad you’re not upset about it.”
She looked up at me warily, like she thought I was going to ask more questions, but in the end, I didn’t. Of course I wanted to know, but it seemed like knowing might shatter the little bubble we were in.
It was like I was young again, young and in love, and it felt good, even if I hated to admit it to myself. Lexie absolutely inhaled the wings, getting sauce all over her fingers. Part of me wanted to lick it off. I was just staring at her, smiling like an idiot, when I heard her shout, looking over my head.