Amber folded arms on the table. “I’m not sure you do.”
“You’re wondering about her and me. Whether there’s anything going on between us?”
“No. I could see that there wasn’t. I might come across a bit scatty, but I’m not stupid, David.”
“I didn’t for one moment think you were. Otherwise, I can assure you, I wouldn’t be here with you.”
His remark appeared to annoy her even more. “Oh, so you usually check a girl’s IQ before you date her?”
“I don’t need to. I can tell if she’s intelligent enough for me.”
“I’m surprised anyone is.”
“Frankly, so am I.” Her comments were beginning to rankle. She shot him an annoyed glance. “I’m sorry, I’m being a jerk. We seem to be going off track here. She’s simply a woman I once dated. It’s not something which should put you off your dinner.”
“If you want to know what put me off my dinner, it was the way she flashed her breasts at you.”
“Her breasts?” he repeated, buying time.
“Yes. And don’t tell me you didn’t notice.”
“Well, of course I did. She makes sure everyone notices.”
“And you date people like that?”
“Yes, I can say that I’ve exclusively dated people with breasts.”
“Oh,” huffed Amber. “This is getting silly. You know that’s not what I mean. I think I should leave now.”
Panic filled him. He hadn’t secured her interest, let alone her support. “No! I mean, please don’t leave yet, Amber. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be flippant but the truth is that Katherine isn’t worth discussing. I’m here with you, not her, because Iwantto be withyou, not her.”
“Then I feel sorry for her because I don’t think it’s over for her.”
And Amber looked so sorrowful that David almost felt guilty about not loving Katherine.
“I don’t think Katherine would like that, and I don’t think she needs that. I think Katherine will be absolutely fine. In fact she already appears to have a new beau.” A very wealthy one if the cut of Katherine’s partner’s dinner jacket was anything to go by.
Amber’s eyebrows narrowed as she leaned across the table. “David, you can tell me to mind my own business, but there’s something I’d really like to know.”
“Ask away.”
“Did you ever love her?”
David grunted in amusement at Amber’s direct question. So many women would have prevaricated, created a situation when none existed but not his Amber. He was shocked for a moment at the possessive way his thoughts were going. Then he acknowledged it and realized he was fine with it.
“No.”
“No? That’s it?”
“Yes, that’s it. I didn’t love her.”
“But how long did it go on for and when did it finish?”
“We were together for about a year, I think. And it finished about six months ago.”
“Oh, so recently then. That would explain her attitude.”
“Attitude?”
