“He doesn’t remember me but told me he dreams about me.”
She arches a brow. “So, he remembers you.”
I shake my head. “He is still searching for Billie and loves her.”
“Xander doesn’t love her. He doesn’t remember everything but will realize it eventually.”
I shake my head harder. “No. He’s in love with her. I asked him, and he didn’t even hesitate.”
Quinn’s eyes widen. “But if he dreams of you, then he remembers you. His mind must be trying to piece things together.”
“No, he doesn’t remember me. And I can’t live in hope. I need to forget about him and move on. I won’t stand in the way of him finding Billie or play second fiddle if he is still in love with another woman.”
“But he isn’t,” Quinn insists. “Jamison says once his memory of when he was twenty-two to twenty-four comes back fully, he will realize he hasn’t loved her in over ten years.”
I need to change the subject, so I flip the tables on Quinn. “What’s going on with you and Jamison?”
Her face flushes, and she shrugs. “Nothing. We’re friends. Not much can go on when we live a plane ride away.”
I narrow my eyes and stay silent.
“What?”
“I don’t believe nothing is going on.”
“That’s your choice.”
“But if you were in the same city, you would be together?”
She flushes darker and shrugs again.
I tilt my head. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
She avoids my observation. “What are you going to do about Xander?”
“I don’t know. I’m going to have to work with him. I need to forget about him.”
Quinn squints at me. “Why don’t you see if you hang out with him if he remembers you?”
“No way. He’s in love with another woman. There’s—”
“But he isn’t. He doesn’t love her anymore. He just doesn’t remember. Once he does, it won’t be an issue. Jamison swears he was over her way before he met you.”
“Whether he was over her before we met doesn’t matter. What matters is right now, he is in love with her.”
“But—”
“No!” I’m almost yelling.
Quinn slowly nods. “Okay.”
I glance down at my watch. “We’d better get going, or we’ll be late meeting the girls.”
Quinn stands.
I rise, too. “I don’t want to talk about this with the others. I shouldn’t have said anything to you.”
“Why?”
