Suddenly Dane held out his hand and handed me a business card.
“Here’s my card, if you ever feel like talking… Goodbye, Veronica.”
He walked out of my bedroom and toward the front door, without picking up the packages. I threw a robe on and followed him. s**t, he was actually leaving.
“Do you have somewhere to go, Dane?”
“I don’t know. Back to the base, I guess…”
“What about the dresses you bought me?”
He stopped at the door with his back to me.
“Keep them. They’ll look beautiful on you, Veronica.”
Dane walked out the door and sped away in the Range Rover, rather recklessly kicking up gravel and swerving onto North Country Club Drive. I watched the car disappear and shut my front door.
Almost immediately after Dane left I started to have trouble breathing. It felt like I was havi
