“Hi.” She stopped herself from fussing with her hands, her hair, her purse. Since she didn’t know what to do or what to say, she did what she always did. She talked. “Imagine running into you here.”
“It’s my brother’s wedding.” He leaned against the wall like it’d been built just for him.
“I meanhere, outside the ladies’ room,” Sadie corrected, gesturing to the image of a woman in a skirt on the door.
“Ah.” Roman gave a little lopsided half grin that made her half-wish he’d invite her to break her solid no-double-dipping rule.
Hey, it didn’t just apply to chips.
“How have you been?” he asked.
“Great. I’ve been great. Really fabulous. You? What have you been up to?” Casual chapel chitchat was clearly not her jam.
“Also great. I’m back.” He thumped his chest, careful not to whack Louise. “Started a photography business in Denver.”
“Yeah? That’s great. Good for you.” Sadie chucked him on the biceps. Like he was her brother.
He wasn’t her brother.
He watched where her small fist bounced off his skin, but he didn’t move. The skin on her knuckles heated where she’d touched him.
Whatever spark had been between them before, it clearly hadn’t dimmed with time.
No touching, Sadie. Bad Sadie.
She did her best not to do a full body scan now that he was so close. He’d notice and then things would get super awkward because Roman knew he was hot. Always had known that. And Sadie didn’t need to indulge him.
Except, well…maybe a little glance wouldn’t be bad.
She did a quick—really barely noticeable—scan of him, tip to toe.
Dang, Roman had turned into a man. More of a man than she even remembered him to be. Before, he’d definitely been male, but something in him had changed fundamentally. Like, at the molecular level, he was the same guy she’d known, but better. Mature.
She did a full shiver in response to his proximity. If there had been a spark the last time they saw each other, then this time, there was a full-on sizzle.
A glance up and, yes, he knew exactly what she was up to. There was no question, with the way his eyes glittered, that he knew he’d just been—
“Sadie Howard just checked me out,” he singsonged.
No use in lying. “Yes, I did.”
“It’s okay,” he said, his dimple popping. “I checked you out earlier. When you came in with Marlee.”
Well, crap. Sadie glanced down at her tan dress. Maybe she should’ve gone with something that showed a whole lot more cleavage and a whole lot less blah.
“I heard you’d moved away,” he said.
“Where’d you hear that?” The answer seemed important for some reason she couldn’t quite put her finger on.
His eyes scanned her face. What was he trying to see? “I asked Eli.”
He’d asked about her? Apparently, not recently, because, “I moved away and then moved back.”
That admission clearly caught him by surprise.
“Now I’m back and you’re back,” she said. “And everyone isgreat.”
“Yeah.” He nodded. “Who knew I’d run into Denver’s best defense lawyer right outside the bathrooms at my brother’s wedding. Small world.”
