Chapter 35

“Um,” I managed.

“You look nice,” he replied.

I was in jeans and a button-down. We looked mismatched. Sex with Jeff was easy. Strange how everything else was hard.

“Maybe we should go to dinner,” he suggested.

I nodded. I smiled. “Yep.”

He stood there waiting for me to lead. I stood there waiting for him to lead. If we had been in a dance competition, we would’ve been the first eliminated.

“Why is this so difficult?” he asked.

I shrugged. “We dated. It ended badly. We not only burned the bridge, we blew it up.”

“That line between love and hate, turns out, it’s razor-thin.”

“It’s a scary thing, huh?” I said.