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“You overheard my conversation with Christopher. Admit it.”

“You’re right. I did, and you’ve expressed your true feelings about me to someone other than me.” She walked out the door of the store.

“There are things you don’t know about me,” I said in a stern voice as I followed her out and grabbed her arm.

“And there are things you don’t know about me either. You based your opinion on assumptions, not facts. I heard you tell Christopher that I’m the one who had to be the problem, and you know what, in some ways, you’re right.” Her eyes began to fill with tears. “You don’t have a clue what it’s like not ever to be loved by your parents.”

A single tear fell from her eye, and I caught it with my finger before it had its chance to make its way down her cheek. I pulled her into me and held her tight as she struggled to get out of my grip.

“Let’s go back to my place and talk,” I spoke. “Please, Anna. Please just talk to me.”

“No. I don’t want to talk to you.”

“I’m sorry. Please. We’ll talk, and that’s it. I promise.”

She lightly nodded her head.

“Let me go tell Franco I’m leaving,” she said. “I’ll be right back.”

“And I’ll have the car brought around.” I gently smiled at her as I wiped away another tear.

Chapter Eighteen

Anna

“Franco.” I placed my hand on his shoulder.

“I know. You’re leaving. I saw the two of you arguing. Go talk it out.” He kissed my cheek.

“Are you mad?”

“Not at all, darling.” He smiled. “I won’t wait up for you.”

“Thanks. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

As soon as I walked out of the store, Wes was waiting at the curb with the car door open. I climbed into the back seat, and he slid in next to me. I was nervous because I was about to tell him things I had never discussed. He reached over, lightly grabbed my hand, and interlaced our fingers. I glanced up at him as a small smile graced his lips.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m starving,” he said. “How about I place an order for some food and have it delivered?”

“I’d like that. What did you have in mind?”

“Anything you want.”

“There’s a McDonalds right up there. We could order from the app and run in and get it.”

“McDonalds?” A look of confusion swept over him.

“Yeah.” I smiled. “I could really go for a Big Mac, fries, and a chocolate shake.”

“McDonalds it is.” He sighed.

When we pulled up to his Park Avenue building, he handed me the McDonald's bag and asked me to carry it along with my shake. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Are you embarrassed to be seen walking in with McDonalds?” I asked.

“Something like that.” He smirked.

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