“How long were you married for?”
Shit. . .
“Three years.”
Jayden let his eyes hover on my face. It felt like he was studying my reaction, doing his best to read my answer. Was it a good three years? Was it horrible? Did I end it? Did my ex end it?
There were so many ways to interpret those two little words, but there was only one right answer. None of it meant shit.
Because my heart would only belong to one person.
Holding up another piece of pizza, he flicked his brows and glanced down at my plate. Shaking my hand, I declined another piece. I wasn't sure I could even eat another piece, not after giving him permission to get the answers to whatever the hell he wanted.
What if he asks why I broke up with him?
What if he wants to know why I gave up on us?
How could I ever tell him the truth?
Chapter Nineteen
Jayden
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“Three years, that musthave been hard on your daughter.”
Blue frowned and nodded instead of answering me out loud. Her eyes kept moving around, from my face to the sky, to the ground, to the field, she was everywhere.
She's uncomfortable.
You don't need to ask her these questions right now.
As much as I wanted to know where she had been all these years and what I missed out on, I knew that it could wait. Because I was here, I had tasted her again, and she was all I could think about.
I was hooked.