TUCKER WAS NOT A man accustomed to sitting around doing nothing. Yet for two days, he'd done exactly that. Well, not nothing. He'd reviewed every moment of the past few weeks with Corinne, analyzing and rehashing and wondering what he was missing. Other than confirming she'd gotten home okay, she wasn't answering his texts or calls.
He wanted an explanation. Needed one. Because this whole silent treatment was far too redolent of his ex-wife. Except Laura hadn't been in tears when she walked out of his life. The fact that those tears made him feel better made him a sick son of a bitch. But surely tears meant she hadn't wanted to walk, right? She hadn't wanted to walk that day at Hope Springs. That meant something else was at play. There had to be because Tucker couldn't think of a damned thing he'd done wrong. Then again, he hadn't been able to think of a thing he'd done wrong in his marriage either and Laura had still left him.