Ryan realized that he’d practically yelled the question at her again, but he couldn’t hear himself over the roar in his ears. He swung his door open and jumped out, giving himself time to focus as he rounded the car. She was leaving. Of all people, how could Colin have been right?
When he got to the passenger door, Quinn stared at him, probably confused because he kept yelling at her.
“Sorry. That came out louder than I planned, but you took me by surprise. Why would you move?” He pushed her door closed and walked beside her toward the building.
“Things here aren’t working out the way I planned. I’m still living in the loft I bought with my ex-husband. I can’t find a decent date to save my life, even with your help. I don’t have anything to keep me here.”
Her words shot through his hea
