“Hector was right. He always said the two of you would be perfect together.” She reached out and lightly touched my forearm. “I’m really happy for you.”
“Thanks.” I rubbed the back of my neck. “And you and Hector…?”
“We’re good. Really good.”
“What about your new job?”
“It’s amazing. I’m so glad I moved to LA. How about you? How do you like Dallas?”
“I like it,” I said, shoving my hands in my pockets. “I’m not sure how long I’ll stay there, though. It kinda depends on Becca.”
She nodded slowly, like she was taking it all in. By some miracle, it wasn’t as hard to be in Tara’s presence as I’d expected it to be. Uncomfortable, yes. Awkward, yes. But soul-crushingly painful? Not even close.
“Andy, I’m sorry about everything that happened between us. And I just want you to know that noth
