Page 5 of Keep My Heart
‘Nick Kanfield?’
‘Yeah. You remember him, right? Smart. Kind of quiet.’
She laughs. ‘Of course I remember him. Everyone knows Nick.’
It’s because of his family. If you say the name Kanfield around here, everyone knows who you mean. Nick’s parents own an apple orchard that’s huge and draws in tourists from all over the area, even surrounding states.
‘Is he here for the reunion?’ Diane asks.
‘I don’t know. He didn’t say.’
‘I’d be surprised if he went. He doesn’t seem like someone who’d like that kind of thing. Maybe he’s just here visiting his family.’ She glances at me. ‘Didn’t he used to tutor you in math?’
‘Yeah. He’s the reason I passed algebra.’
‘So how did he look?’
‘Good,’ I say with a shrug.
‘Does he still wear those big glasses?’
‘No, he must’ve got contacts. He looked, um .?.?. different.’
‘Different how?’
‘Just different. Like bigger, more muscular.’
She smiles at me. ‘You saw his muscles?’
‘Well, no, but I could tell by the way his suit fit. His shoulders were broad, his chest was bigger. He looked like he’d put on some muscle.’
‘I don’t know when he’d have time to go to the gym. Being a lawyer, he probably spends all his time at work. Did he say if he’s married?’
‘No, but I didn’t see a ring.’
Her brows rise. ‘You checked for a ring?’
‘I was just curious. I assumed he’d be married.’
‘Maybe he is and just doesn’t wear a ring.’
‘If he was, you’d think he’d bring his wife with him.’
‘Maybe she had to work.’
‘Yeah, maybe.’
‘He was kind of a nerd back in high school, but like one of those sexy nerds.’ She glances at me. ‘You know what I mean?’
I know exactly what she means. Nick was one of those guys who had a way about him that seemed sexy even though he didn’t fit the traditional definition of the word. It was the way he carried himself—confident, yet serious. He was one of those quiet types that you imagine having a wild side he doesn’t let come out very often. And by wild, I mean in the bedroom, or that’s how I imagined him being in the few, but detailed, fantasies I had of my math tutor.
‘So you said he’s hot now?’ Diane asks in a teasing tone.
‘I didn’t say that.’
She looks over at me, smiling. ‘You didn’t have to. I can tell just by looking at you.’
‘What do you mean?’
