He looksterrible.
Haggard.
His hair is greasy and too long.His clothes are wrinkled like he slept in them, and there are dark circles under his eyes that weren’t there the last time I saw him.
“Hello, Kelly.I thought maybe we could talk,” he says.
His voice has that same whiny edge I used to mistake for charm.
Now it just makes my skin crawl.
I gesture toward the small table where my coffee is waiting and walk over, setting the muffin plate down.
Mike’s eyes follow the movement.
Then his gaze drags over my body.
“Are you eating muffins now?”he asks, his lip turned slightly down in disapproval.
I roll my eyes so hard I almost see my brain.
“My eating habits aren’t your concern, Mike.”
I pick up the muffin and take a deliberate bite.
“What do you want?”
He shifts awkwardly.
“Well, I just thought you should know I’m back in town.”
My stomach tightens.
Great.Just great.
“And?”
He clasps his hands together and nods his head towards me.
“And I heard some news.I guess congratulations are in order,” he adds bitterly.“Looks like that was fast.”
My mind instantly jumps to his new wife—Windee?Flimsee?Whatever ridiculous name she goes by.
Fantastic.Just what I need.Having to worry about running into those two when I’m in town is not exactly on my bucket list of things I want to do in Woodhaven.
But Mike’s next words make me blink.
“Stormee left me.”
He says it like he expects sympathy.
Like I’m supposed to gasp and rush across the room to comfort him.
Instead, I sip my coffee.
“Oh?”
He sniffles.
