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I didn’t say anything, but when he closed the door, I was suddenly on alert.
“Do you need something, Keenan?” I asked.
I was standing at the edge of my desk and reached out to touch it, needing something to lean on.
“Um…” he said, showing an uncharacteristic hesitancy. “What happened with us?”
“What do you mean?” I responded.
I knew full well what he meant, but I was going to play dumb.
I had no intention of going back down memory lane, thinking about one of the most humiliating times of my life.
“We were good together, you know that,” he said.
“Sure,” I responded for lack of anything else to say.
“I was young. Stupid. I didn’t handle you with care.” His voice cracked with what sounded like sincerity.
He took two steps closer, and I tilted my head with question.
“With care?” I said.
“Yes. I didn’t treat you as I should have.” He blinked, his eyes serious, darkened with emotion.
“Whatever would give you that idea, Keenan?” I asked sarcastically. “And why now, after so many years, did you realize that telling someone that they were too unattractive to be seen with you in public, but that you really enjoyed sleeping with them, would be considered a lack of care?”
He had the decency to look embarrassed, though that only served to raise the ire that I fought to push back.
I was over Keenan and the hurt he had caused, but this shit… I was in no mood.
“I was dumb. And I still thought I had a chance to go pro. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
“I’m sorry that didn’t work out for you,” I said.
I had been, though he had known it was a long shot. Still, I had encouraged him, and I felt his disappointment when he went undrafted. But that didn’t excuse the way he had treated me.
“I know. You are one of the few who was honest with me and who stuck by me when it was clear that I wasn’t going to get pro ball millions,” he said.
“Of course I did. Because I cared about you,” I said.
He stared at me intently and took two more steps. “I didn’t know that then. But now…”
“Now what?” I asked.
He took two more steps, then reached for my arms.
There had been a time when his touch had made me melt.
A time when it would have made me angry.
Now, I was just annoyed and confused.
“Keenan, what is this?” I asked.
“I…I miss you, Amy. I think we were great together. And that we could be again. Neither of us is getting any younger, so why don’t we get married like we should have all those years ago?” he said.
My mouth gaped open, and I stared at him, my eyes wide.
