Mikeia's breath hitched—perhaps startled by his sudden intimacy. A woman who'd faced every storm now flushed with uncharacteristic shyness. "After we broke up," she murmured.
Tears sprang to her eyes the next instant. "Back then... I don't know how I survived those days."
Jimmy, sensing the shift in atmosphere, seized an excuse to drag Randy out. He wasn't about to watch this fool self-destruct tonight.
Jackie's face clouded over, discomfort rippling across his features. That period had been the first real blow in his otherwise charmed life. He could never understand how someone who'd claimed such deep love could walk away so easily.
Yet the last thing he wanted was to revisit that chapter.
He pushed the grapes toward Sandra. "Eat up." If memory served, she hadn't eaten all evening.
