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“Why me?”
I broke eye contact, but he caught my chin in his fingers and made me look at him.
“Why did you sleep with me?”
“Because I was sure you’d been with lots of girls and knew what to do. I knew what the books said. I knew what I’d read in romances, and that’s what I wanted, I guess. A guy to sweep me off my feet and take the lead.”
“Yeah, I call bullshit. You’re not a girl who allows herself to be swept off her feet and lets a man direct her actions. You want to tell me the truth now?”
Between his hard chest and my wall of lies, I was trapped. I slipped back into my chair and brushed my hair behind my ear. “I don’t know what you want me to say?”
“The truth, darling. Why did you go home with me that night?”
I sighed. “I’d never met a guy who could make me feel like you did. Not Henry. Not any of the guys I dated. When you kissed me in the parking lot after our birthday party in December, it was like a switch flipped inside. I sound crazy.” I chuckled. “Just mark that night as me taking something I wanted.”
He took my hand. “You aren’t crazy. I felt that too. When I woke up and you were gone? Well, that killed me.”
I huffed out my disbelief. “Sure, it did, Mr. Popularity. For the rest of the semester, every time our paths crossed, you had your arm around a different girl. You seemed to have sprung back.”
He picked up his fork. “That’s because you broke my heart. I wasn’t letting anyone else do that to me.”
“Did I really?”
“Yeah.” He set his fork down again. “A little. I thought we’d really connected that night, but when you were gone in the morning, I decided it was all one-sided.”
“Why didn’t you reach out to me sometime in the past thirteen years?”
“And say what? ‘Hey, Andi! Remember me from college? Wanna go on a date?’”
“Sure, why not?”
He shook his head, but the dejection on his face broke my heart.
“You moved across the street from me. Why haven’t you walked over and knocked on my damn door?”
“You want the truth, honey? I don’t think I could have stood being rejected again.”
“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t know. After all the women at college, not to mention the social media pictures of you and a parade of models during your NFL days, I assumed I was a night from your past. I didn’t even know if you’d remember me.”
“Remember you? Every woman I dated couldn’t hold a candle to you.”
I dipped my head with a blush. “I don’t believe you, but I’ll take the compliment.”
“So, where do we stand? Are you single?”
I winced. “Single, yes, but I have been seeing someone.”
“Ha. My point exactly. Is it serious?”
I shook my head. “No, in fact. I was thinking the other day that I should end it.”
He smiled. “I think you should, too.”
I tilted my head and smiled. “Oh yeah? And then?” My heart pounded loudly as I waited for his reply; I was nervous I wouldn’t hear him over the racket my heart was making. But mostly, I was afraid to hope, afraid to dream of a future with him.
“And then we date and see where this goes.”
I released the breath I’d been holding. “Exclusive?”
