Chapter 11

“Anyway. I kind of was a jackass to him and so I don’t think he’s eager to have a second round. But I love a challenge, so I’m going to try to change his mind.”

“Good luck with that.”

The waitress came back with their coffee. Lance ordered bacon and eggs, and Tim ordered pancakes.

Tim studied his friend for a minute, taking in the false cheerfulness. “Want to talk about it?”

“It?”

“You and Todd. You don’t have to, of course. It’s just you seemed really high on him before. Like you were really in love.”

Lance lowered his gaze, looking at his coffee. “I was. Am, really.”

“The breakup was his idea?” Tim asked gently.

“Things were going great, or I thought so. We were living together. I was happy.” Lance shrugged. “I guess I was happy alone. Todd told me one day that it wasn’t working out for him. He didn’t think we were meant to be, so he was moving out.”

Ouch.

“I’m really sorry.”