SEAN’S BRIGHT YELLOW Porsche beckoned to me as I pulled into the car park. He grinned as I parked beside him, but faltered when I didn’t move. Within seconds, he’d climbed from his car to join me, and my little Peugeot dipped as he settled into the passenger seat. “You came.”
“I shouldn’t have. I don’t even know why I’m here.”
“You’re here because you wanted to see me.”
My eyes narrowed. “Do I detect a hint of arrogance again?”
“No.” He smiled. “You detect a hint of truth.”
With a sigh, I leaned forward until my head rested against the steering wheel. “I’m married, Sean.”
“He’s not right for you.”
“And you still think you’re innocent of being arrogant?” At the sound of his sigh, I turned to see him watching me. His smile had vanished, his hurt expression lending him an air of vulner
