“Sure.” He smiles. “So,” he says, grabbing a sack and tossing. “I’m a little confused because as you know, this world is huge yet tightly knit. I’ve never seen you around the Caddell’s or anyone for that matter. What brought you here?” He scores.
“Well, I’m a nurse here on a travel assignment. I met Sam in her paint shop. The rest is history.” I throw a sack, missing pathetically.
He looks down at it and smiles. “How long are you here for?”
“My contract ends in February.” I watch as he scores again.
“So Boston is temporary, then?”
I miss again. I hate this game. “That is correct.”
“I don’t suppose you have someone waiting for you back home?” His eyes meet mine.
“I do not.”
We both know where this is going. We just don’t know how to verbalize it. Honestly? I’m not sure I want to.
“So.” He takes another sack in his hand.
“So.”
He swallows hard. “I don’t have anyone waiting, either.” He throws the sack, missing this time—I have leverage now.
“Convenient.” I throw my sack and I actually score.
“It is. Except, I did just get out of a long-term relationship.”
“Me too.”
“Convenient.” He smiles.
“Yes, it is.” I smile back.
This feels foreign, and it almost feels wrong, even though Iknow it shouldn’t. I should be allowed to do this, even if my heart is trying to drag me back to that balcony.
He throws his sack and scores. “So.”
“So.”
“You’re probably like me, and not really looking for anything serious, right?” His eyes flick up to me from under his dark brows.
“Right,” I assure him.
“Perfect.”
“Perfect.”
I throw my sack and score.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
TYLER
Naturally,I’m pulled away by a group of businessmen who want to talk contracts with me. I’d be lying if I said I’m paying attention, because my sister offers Sunny on a silver fucking platter to Connor.
I watch as he takes her hand and presses his lips to her soft skin. Little does he know my own lips were on hers just weeks ago, and she loved every minute of it. I wish I could’ve branded myself there, so he’d know to back the fuck off. You’d think after Halloween he’d get the idea, but Connor was never a bright one.
They share smiles while laughing and playing cornhole and something inside my chest cracks. Shesmiledfor him. So easily she gave him that precious jewel, when I spent weeks, fuckingweekstrying to get that.
