“And who was the other guy?”
“That's Bill Gannon. The neighbor. Wants to marry me and father my children.”
Hobart threw back his head and guffawed. I liked his laugh, it was rumbly, and at the same time, contagious. A smile replaced my grimace.
“So, you dated this Bill guy?”
“Well, not exactly,” I said spooning sugar into my cup of coffee, and tried to get more cream into it but there wasn't any more room, damned waitress filled it too full, and I knew if I didn't keep it far enough away, she'd swing by and refill it to the rim again. I pushed it over to the far side of the table after blowing on it and having my first glorious sip. “I was sort of tricked into it.”
“Tricked?” He sipped his coffee and waited for me to explain myself.
“Yes. Tricked.” I ran a hand through my hair, and g
