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But she didn’t make an issue of it. Instead, she simply began to dress, and couldn’t take her eyes off him while he did the same.
“Let’s have dinner with my brothers tonight.”
“You’re assuming that I’m going to get this breakup with Byron done very quickly.”
“Yes, I am. Because I want you to be mine. All mine. And I want him to know it.” The possession in his eyes undid her. She liked it, heaven help her.
“Well, I want to get it done quickly because I don’t want to hurt him anymore... I don’t want to be...cheating. That is a terrible thing for a woman who has literally never touched a man in her life. To suddenly be...a vixen.”
Helaughed. She hit him again. “What’s so funny?”
“You. You are adorable.”
“I don’t really like being adorable when I’m in distress. It’s insulting.”
Once dressed, she texted Byron and asked if he could meet her for breakfast.
He was of course up and had already been for a lovely walk, as he’d put it.
“I’m going to breakfast with Byron,” she said. “I’ll... I’ll call you.”
“Okay.”
She got in her car and drove over to Pyrite Falls, pressing her fists against her eyes as she sat there in the parking lot of Becky’s, waiting for Byron to arrive.
“Hi,” she said when she saw him. She got out of the car and just sort of stood there, as he did.
“Is something wrong?” he asked. His voice was tender and full of concern. He really was a very nice person, but now she couldn’t understand how she had been so deluded as to think that finding someone anice personmeant that you could be married to them.
She wasn’t exactly sure what she was doing with Lachlan. Because he hadn’t said that he loved her. But he had asked her if she loved him.
There was only one answer. She did. She loved him more than any other person on the planet. There was a lot she didn’t know, but what she did know was that you shouldn’t marry a man when you loved someone else more.
Was sheinlove with Lachlan? She wasn’t sure what the difference was. Not when you introduced sex. Maybe that turned love toinlove.
What she knew, with her newfound knowledge of sex and desire, was that she didn’t want the man standing in front of her. And she didn’t love him.
“Let’s go inside,” she said.
They were seated immediately, and she looked at the menu, which was extensive. Biscuits and gravy, eggs fixed any kind of way and a myriad of other things.
“We need to talk,” she said once the coffee had been set in front of them.
“I agree.”
“We can’t get married,” she said.
“I don’t think this is going to work,” he said at exactly the same time.
Well, maybe they would only get coffee. Maybe there would be no breakfast.
It turned out, breaking up with somebody really was kind of a short endeavor.
“We can’t?” he asked.
As she said, “It won’t?”
“You first,” Byron said, but then followed with, “It’s him, isn’t it?”
