Page 24 of Imperfect Player

“Yeah. Friends.”

“We’re in agreement then.”

“Really?”

I nod. “Really. Besides, I’m kind of burned out on dating athletes.”

“What’s wrong with athletes?”

“Aside from the fact that you’re all just a bunch of players?”

“Not all of us.”

I angle my head to the side, eyebrows raised.

“Okay, I am—was. But that’s not true of everyone. Not my catcher, Fox. He’s one happily married guy.”

“A rarity.”

“Okay, who is he?”

“Who’s who?”

“The athlete that broke your heart.”

My voice is soft as I respond. “Kai Iona.”

Ethan just nods.

Embarrassment rises in me. I can only imagine what Ethan must thing of me. Clearly, he’s familiar with Kai, which means he’s familiar with the name he’s made for himself since our breakup a short while ago. Most notably, his association with Milani Lee, a famous model.

Ethan sits back in his seat, the look on his face unreadable.

“I’m sorry things ended,” he says after a moment.

“I’m not. Not anymore, at least. We didn’t belong together.”

“Does anyone really?”

“Not a relationship guy?”

“Not in the slightest.”

“You don’t think that there’s someone out there for you?”

“No. But I’m guessing you do.”

“I do. I’m not saying that finding that person is easy, or immediate. You have to kiss a few frogs along the way, but yeah. I think there’s someone out there.”

The waiter returns to our table to take our orders.

“To start, we’ll take another bottle of wine for the table. I’ll have the filet, medium, with a baked potato. Everly?”

“I’ll have the same.”

The waiter takes our order, nods, and heads back toward the kitchen.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?” I ask teasingly.

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