“It’s Robert,” she says.
I clear my throat and walk toward the hallway. “I’ll give you some privacy.” I gotta get ready for work anyway, though I’d be content staying here with her all day.
She gives me a little smile before answering.
“Hi,” she says without emotion.
I stand in the hallway where she can’t see me, and even though I shouldn’t eavesdrop, I do.
“That’s because I’m at Everleigh’s,” she says. “No, he’s not here.”
My brows shoot up. He asked her if I was here, and I can’t figure out why he feels so damn threatened by me. Perhaps this is a sign that rushing to get married is the wrong answer. Though I’m not a relationship expert so it’s not like anyone would listen anyway.
“I have to go home and get ready for work so I’m not late. Can we talk tonight instead?” She pauses br
