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“Sure,” she answered before she fully processed the words.

Mostly because Luciano’s had thebesthomemade pasta, and she was mentally licking her lips in preparation of bread and fettuccini alfredo.

Yum.

“Wait,him?”she asked, glancing up and seeing Jeremy walking across the space.

“Jer,” Rafe was already calling across the room. “Teresa’s your ride. Meet you there.”

“Wait,” she said again, but Rafe was already swiping across the screen, already answering the call.

And Jeremy…

Jeremy was staring at her,watchingher.

Waiting to see what she would do.

Her fingers clenched on the clipboard; she sucked in a breath through her nose.

Her eyes hit on that box of flooring, the one that didn’t fit.

And she sighed.

“Come on then,” she said, walking over to him. “I need carbs.”

They’d gotten in her car, and she was driving them to the restaurant before he spoke again. “You know that Rafe probably arranged that.”

She shot him a look.

“To get us together.”

Another look, this time with raised brows.

“Not…” A shake of his head. “Nottogether, but to make peace between us.”

“There’s not peace between us?”

Now it was his turn to raisehisbrows. “I mean,” he said. “You made it pretty clear that I fucked up and did it big.”

And then she’d gotten all soft on him and let him carry her bags.

Ugh.

“That’s because you did.”

“I’m not denying that,” he said. “I…” His gaze shifting, going out the window. “You’re not the first person to say that,” he murmured, then sighed. “You’re just the first person who really got through.”

She paused, considering that as she made a right turn. “Why?”

He laughed, and it wasn’t exactly warm. “Because I want you. Because I’d imagined it, pictured how good things would be between us. But you were right,” he said softly. “I don’t really know you.” A beat. “Or maybe it was just that I didn’t know myself.”

Teresa waited for him to expand on that, to make sense of the last, but he didn’t.

He fell quiet.

“What do you mean?” she pressed after a moment, pulling to a stop at a red light, glancing over at him. A muscle in his jaw flexed, and his gaze continued to be fixed on whatever he was looking at outside the window.

But he didn’t answer her.

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