CHAPTER NINE
“My ex,” she murmured. “It’s a long story. But the punchline is, he cheated, and then he left.”
“When?”
She sighed.
“Unofficially? Two months ago. But he brought his key back this week. Monday, I think it was. Came home to a pouty beagle, a written confession, and a housekey on the counter. Thing is, I suspected it for months, so when he finally left, it didn’t even hurt that much anymore. More just... sad, and maybe a little relieved, all at once.”
Drew’s eyes tinged with pain on her behalf, and seeing it made her duck her head.
“So now you see what I meant. My career. That’s it. That’s all I have. More than that. It’s who I am. So. I can’t do... whatever this is,” she finished, waving her hand back and forth between the two of them. “I can’t. It’s not safe. If I let yo
