Landon's POV:
"Thomas Thorpe."
She's completely caught me off guard.
"For how long?"
"A long time."
She's avoiding the question.
"How long?"
I'm struggling for control. I'm grateful we're in public. I'd have already lost my temper if we were sitting at home having a cup of tea.
"It's a long story."
She's checking to see if we're alone. I watch as her eyes search the restaurant. For the first time, I'm regretting choosing to come to my favourite restaurant, the restaurant owned by Thomas Thorpe's son.
"Just tell me."
I pull out my phone to send a quick text to Lisa asking her to cancel my afternoon appointments.
"When did it start?"
"You were just a small boy." She sighs before continuing. "Your father was working all the time and I..."
She stops as if she expects me to
