‘Yeah. Kendall. The girl I was engaged to.’
Gina’s eyes widen. ‘You were engaged?’
‘In my early twenties. She decided she didn’t want to live in a small town so we broke up.’
‘Do you still talk to her?’
‘No. I don’t even know where she lives.’
‘She was the only girl you brought home to meet your family?’
‘No, but she’s the only one I brought to a family dinner. I don’t usually have to introduce a girl to my parents because in a town this size, there’s a good chance they already know her.’
‘Why do you think your mom invited me?’
‘Because you’re new here. My mom feels the need to welcome people to town.’
It’s true, but only part of the reason. My mom’s good at reading me. She can tell I have feelings for Gina. This dinner invite is her not-so-subtle attempt to play matchmaker. Like Nick said, Mom’s going to try harder to find me a wife now that Nick has Lyndsay. I keep telling my mom I’m not ready for that, but she doesn’t listen.
‘My cousin will be there with his fiancé,’ I say. ‘They’re driving back to Chicago tonight so dinner’s at four.’
‘Good. We’ll be done before the bar gets busy.’
‘I was thinking the same thing. Speaking of the brewery, I should get going.’ I go out the door to the hall. ‘I’ll see you at dinner.’
‘Yeah. Bye.’ She closes the door as I leave.
That was awkward. I didn’t know how to end it. Should I have kissed her goodbye? It kind of seemed like she wanted me to, but that’s something you do when you’re dating, and Gina and I aren’t dating. I considered offering to pick her up for dinner, but again, that would make it seem like we’re dating.
I have no idea what we’re doing here. We spent the morning together, had great sex, but now what? Where do we go from here?
* * *
‘There you are,’ Wade says as I walk into the brewery. I forgot he was coming in early today. ‘I thought you were upstairs, but I went up there and nobody answered.’
‘Did you need something?’
‘I had a problem with one of the taps, but I was able to fix it.’
‘I’m going upstairs to change. I’ll be down in a few minutes.’
‘Sawyer!’ Wade yells before I reach the stairs.
I walk back to the bar. ‘What do you need?’
He smiles. ‘Who was she? Anyone I know?’
‘What are you talking about?’
‘The girl you were with. Who was she?’
‘How do you know I was with a girl?’
‘Because you got that look on your face.’
‘What look?’
‘The look that says you just had sex.’