Epilogue
I knew something was up the minute Ramirez walked into my house unannounced.
His usual confident stride and easy smile were replaced with hesitant steps and a pained expression, as though every move cost him something.
Perhaps it did.
“Busy days…” he said after surveying the room, focusing on nothing in particular.
He’d been here too many times to avert his gaze simply to absorb the surroundings. He was intent on looking anywhere.
Anywhere but at yours truly.
Mind you, it wasn’t an awkward I-used-to-be-in-relationship-with-this-person type of thing. It was just…a thing.
So, I gave him a pass and nodded. The days behind us had indeed been busy. And not soon forgotten.
“Leah doing okay?” he asked after a moment, still not looking at me nor relaxing against the counter as wa
