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“I’m sorry. I had no idea Marion was going to post anything. If I did, I would have told her we weren’t ready to tell your family or something.”
I ran my hand over my face and sighed. “That’s not what I’m talking about.”
“Then I’m lost.”
“Are you?” I glared at her, but she was as stone-faced as an actual stone. “I’m talking about how you have been avoiding me ever since we got back. I’m talking about how, once again, you ran from me.”
“I didn’t run.”
“It sure fucking seems like it.” I stood, not being able to control the energy zinging through my body. “It’s like my dick repels you. Every time you see it, touch it, you take off.”
She rolled her eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Oh, but I’m not. If anyone is being ridiculous, it’s you.”
“How so?”
“By sitting there and acting like you didn’t do exactly what you did twenty years ago.”
“Did you ever think maybe you’re stuck in the past, that you can’t get over what I did, so now every time a woman doesn’t throw themselves all over you, you think they’re running?”
“Nice try.” I stalked toward her as she stood, pinning her with my gaze, refusing to look away. “But you are not deflecting this onto me. I’m not the problem here.”
“Oh, now I’m a problem.”
“Don’t twist my words.”
“I don’t need to. You’re doing a good enough job of that yourself.”
She met me head on, refusing to back down. Her chin set in a stubborn arch, her eyes shooting lethal lasers. Her lips pressed into a straight line, and my eyes lingered on the seductive edges that begged to be kissed.
I wanted to throttle her and kiss her all at the same time. If she would tell me the truth, and we could move past this bullshit that’s been between us for two decades.
“Talk to me,” I said, my voice losing its edge.
“There’s nothing to talk about.”
“Stop lying.”
“I’m not lying to you.”
“I never said you were, but you are lying to yourself, and until you stop, we’re never going to figure us out.”
“There is no us. It’s not real, anyway.”
“Bullshit!”
She inhaled, meeting my gaze. There was sadness there I wanted to kiss away. “There can’t be an us.”
“Why not?”
“It’s just… we can’t… I…”
A knock at the door jolted us apart. I cut my glare to whoever chose this moment to interrupt us. “I’m sorry, sir,” Pete from the tasting room said. “But there’s someone asking about getting a discount if he buys a bunch of cases for his restaurant. I would have asked someone else, but they are all missing at the moment.”
Because they were all in the barn waiting for me. “That’s okay, Pete. I’ll be down in a second. Thank you.”
I waited for Pete to walk away, then turned to Phoebe. “Don’t think this conversation is over.”
