Chapter 10

“Yeah, you look anxious, not excited,” said Beth, using the napkin to wipe the bottom of her mug and then throwing it in the trash. “Are you going to break up with him or something? Right after he gets off a plane, all jet-lagged?”

“Brutal,” said Jen.

Bradley gaped at them. Breaking up with Lance hadn’t been on his mind at all—figuring out how to get along with him, however…He’d figured he’d let Lance talk, or sleep, or whatever he wanted on the way back home. It was at least a two-hour drive to the airport, after all. A tense atmosphere he expected, but he was dismayed other people thought he was ending it.

“I’m not breaking up with him.” Bradley tossed the wad of coffee-soaked napkins into the bin. He filled his mug again, added sugar, and refused to look up while doing it. He wasn’t going to spill again. “It’s been a while since we last saw each other. Expectations. All that.”

“Usually I’m excited to be with my girlfriend when she’s been away a while,” said Jen.