Chapter 10

“What happened? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“We weren’t right for each other.” Christ, were we not right for each other. I thought he was a good guy, and I bent over backward to make him happy. But I was blinded to the fact that it was all one-sided. A gentle nudge on my thigh made me look up at Deacon. He was blatantly staring, expecting more. “When mom got sick, he was resentful of the time I spent with her. So I cut him loose.”

“Asshole.”

I shrugged. He kind of was. But not because of that. He was demanding and callous, but at least he never lied. “Or honest. He told me he wanted to see me more, that I wasn’t there for him enough. But I had other priorities, so I told him to go. He did.”

“Did you live together?”

“No. We weren’t to that stage yet.” I shot him a grin. “What’s with the twenty questions?”

He shrugged but unabashedly held my gaze. “I want to know you again. That’s all.”