Page 6 of Keep My Heart
‘You’re all flushed, like Nick got to you.’
I roll my eyes, laughing. ‘I spent like a minute with the guy and we barely said two words to each other.’
‘Sometimes that’s all it takes.’
‘Yeah, well, I’m not interested in Nick, or anyone else. I just got divorced. Dating is the last thing on my mind. It’ll be a long time before I even consider dating again.’
‘You wouldn’t have to date him,’ she says, smiling. ‘Sometimes a night or two with someone else helps you get over an ex a lot faster than endless nights of crying and eating ice cream.’
‘I’m not doing that. Eating ice cream or hooking up with a guy. The crying part? Yes, but not for much longer. I need to get over this and move on with my life.’
‘I don’t think it’ll be that easy,’ she says, frowning as she reaches over to squeeze my hand.
‘I know, but being here is a start, right? Getting away from Chris, and the apartment, and LA?’
‘For now, but then you’ll have to go back.’
I look down. ‘It’ll be different when I’m back. I’m officially divorced now. Chris and I are over.’
It hurts to think about that. As much as I wanted to end things with Chris, knowing my marriage is over still hurts. I thought Chris and I would be together forever. When I imagined my future, it was always with him. Now that he’s gone, I’m not sure what to do with my life, where I’ll go from here, and if I’ll ever trust a man enough again to give him my heart.
Chapter 2
Nick
‘How’s it feel to be home?’ Matt asks as we get in his car.
‘Same as it always does. I need a day or two to get used to the slow pace. It’s such a huge change from the city.’
‘I don’t know how you live in New York. I’m there a few minutes and want to leave. Too many people. Makes me anxious.’ He drives up to the parking lot gate.
‘You get used to it.’ I take a twenty from my wallet and hand it to him. ‘Here.’
‘I got it,’ he says, swiping his credit card.
‘Matt, what the hell? I told you I’d pay.’ I drop the twenty in the cupholder. ‘Use that to pay for the gas.’
He laughs. ‘We’re not in high school anymore. I can afford to pay for gas and parking.’
It’s true, he can, but I make way more money than him and I’m single. He has a family to support. I don’t want him spending his money on me, but I’m not going to argue about it. He’s just being a friend.
‘I can’t believe we ran into Lyndsay,’ he says as he drives awayfrom the airport. ‘She looked really good.’
‘Yeah,’ I say, trying to sound like I’m just casually agreeing with him. But damn, she looked more than good. She looked hot, even hotter than she did in high school. Back then, she wore a ton of makeup, had long blonde hair that ended at her waist, and was really skinny. Today her makeup had a more natural look and her hair was more brown than blonde and cut to just below her shoulders. She’s still thin, but her breasts are bigger than they were in high school and her hips and ass are more filled out. When she was leaving, I couldn’t help but watch her walk away, that round little ass keeping my attention from whatever Matt was saying.
‘I had such a crush on her in high school,’ Matt says with a laugh.
‘Every guy did. She was hot and the head cheerleader.’
‘You didn’t.’ He glances at me. ‘Did you?’
‘No,’ I say, shaking my head. ‘I knew I didn’t have a chance with her so I didn’t let my mind even go there.’
That’s a lie. My mind definitely went there. I had more than a few late night fantasies starring Lyndsay. It made it difficult to tutor her.
‘Can I ask you something?’ Matt asks, checking the mirror before changing lanes.
‘What?’
