She nodded, another tear slipping free. “I believe you.”
“Good.” I tucked a rogue curl behind her ear.
“I-I like your car. It’s nice,” she said, sniffling. I knew she was trying to change the subject, and I’d let her because this shit was killing me, too.
“Thanks. I got it a few months ago. Sort of outgrew my car. Well, my second car. I kept the Camry. Old times and all that. Figured a Range Rover is a sensible vehicle.”
“I like it. It suits you.”
“Yeah? Cole told me I look like a yuppie bitch in it.”
She shook her head. “I’m sure he’s still driving around in his Porsche.”
I shrugged and looked down at my phone as it buzzed on my lap. “He has a McLaren now. And several other cars. I think he has one for every day of the month. He’s become a bit of an enthusiast.”
She didn’t say anything at that. I glanced over to see her staring out the window. She likely didn’t want to talk about Cole, so I opted to change the subject. I didn’t bother checking my phone. I told the guys not to call me.
“Uh, so Anson is out tonight?”
“Yeah. He’s checking out a new band at Grimers.”
I nodded, swallowing hard. I had so many damn questions for her. Via text, she could say anything, and I’d believe her because I couldn’t see her face or body. But now… I knew her in person better than she knew herself.
Deciding to hell with it, I asked one of the questions that had been eating at me.
“So did anything ever happen with you two? I mean, before you got married. Like when we split?”
She was quiet for so long, I didn’t think she’d answer me.
“Yeah,” she finally said.
I nodded, my throat tight. “You guys stayed friends after, huh?”
She blew out a breath. “Yeah. I mean, it was rough because I was so lost back then. But to be more precise, I never had sex with Anson until…” her voice trailed off. “All we did was kiss and make out one drunken night. That’s why I moved out of hisplace. He was supposed to marry Bianca. It didn’t feel right to be doing that. So I left.”
“And that’s how you hooked up with Klaus,” I finished.
She laughed softly. “Yeah, that’s pretty much the timeline. Then I met Dante, spent time with him and the family, Ani came to get me after Dante and I came to an arrangement, and that’s it. Here I am.”
“So where does Evan come into all this?”
“Colorado,” she murmured. “Uh, we stopped there on our way to California. I promised Fox I’d go see the mountains.”
My throat tightened at the mention of Fox.
“It’s where I met Evan. And the rest is history,” she finished.
“Love at first sight,” I said.
She nodded. “Love at first sight.”
“Wow. Do you think Fox sent him to you?”
She laughed softly at that, seemingly sad. “Yeah, Foxy had a lot to do with Evan.”
“Can I… see this guy? A picture of him or something?”
She hesitated for a moment before shaking her head. “No. He likes his privacy.”
