“Anyway, I have changed,” Theo said. “I still enjoy women, but I’ve decided for the most part I like guys better. The woman you saw at the table with me the other night is a colleague, and we decided to eat after a long day. We’re just friends.”
“Yeah, it doesn’t really matter anyway. Whatever you do or whoever you’re with is your business. What happened between us was over ten years ago.”
His eyelashes lowered, hiding his dark gaze for a moment. When he looked at me again, his expression was guarded. “Perhaps we have some unfinished business from those days.”
I shook my head and took a large swallow of my wine. “Nope. Not as far as I’m concerned. We fucked, you ran, I moved, end of story. Sounds finished to me.”
Theo’s mouth thinned, but he didn’t say anything, just brooded into his wine. A moment or two later, the waitress arrived with our meals, and we both set our attention to them.
“Dane?”
“Hmm?”
“I thought maybe we could—ah hell.”