93Noah didn't answer right away. He stared into the fire for a while, then leaned into the butterfly chair, and reached into his jeans pocket. He produced a roll of cherry Life Savers. “Want one?”
Becca shook her head. “I am all sugared out, and still have a few bites of brownie to finish.”
Noah opened the pack and used his thumb to flip one of the suckers into his mouth. They both gazed into the fire, with its flames that danced unpredictably as logs burned and fell.
Finally, he spoke. “I've been dating a woman on and off for years.”
“The one who drives the Porsche?” Becca raised her eyebrows but smiled, since he seemed uncomfortable.
He nodded. “Her name is Ginny. We met in college and were a couple until we graduated.”
Becca sat silently, waiting for Noah to continue.
“We were bo
