Chapter Fifteen
Lance
He had thought himself far past the stage where he could be surprised by anything. But the woman sitting across from him at the Red Planet Diner was the most amazing thing he’d seen in a long time.
She sat there, sipping her iced tea with airy unconcern, as if both their worlds hadn’t just been rocked to their foundations. He didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t even sure how he should look at her. Her lovely mouth was the slightest bit swollen; he must have kissed her harder than he’d realized.
Somehow, though, he found it easier than he thought to fall back into their old familiar patterns. “I can’t believe you brought me to this place.”
“What?” she replied, widening her eyes in mock innocence. “Kiki loves it.”
“She would.”
The diner was the height of kitsch —
