Page 5 of Tormented Billionaire Romance Series

“I bet their wine is delicious.”

“Oh, beyond. Their dishes are incredible, too. I think I gained like ten pounds.”

She giggled. “You poor thing! I bet this burger won't help.”

“It won't, but I'm not too worried about it.”

“I bet gaining a little weight didn't stop you from meeting someone.”

I rolled my eyes. “Jen, I don't have time for a relationship.”

“That's because you still haven't gotten over Clara.”

“Hey, you can't prove that.”

She nodded her head knowingly while pulling up to the second window. I handed her my credit card which she passed to the drive-thru attendant. When she handed it back, it came with a long receipt. I shoved it into my wallet along with my card. She pulled up to the next window and we sat in silence for a moment as we waited for our food.

“No, I can't prove it,” she admitted. “But I know you. I know how you felt about her.”

“She was my high school sweetheart.”

“Exactly—that sort of feeling doesn't really go away.”

I ran my fingers through my short, dark hair. “It's been so long, Jen. I don't think there's anything left between us.”

“I mean, you might be right about that. I hear her boyfriend is about to propose.”

“I told you not to tell me anything.”

“Well, you were bound to hear it from someone, so it might as well be me, right?”

I shrugged. “I guess I'm happy for her.”

“You would be happy if you had someone.”

“I would be happy either way. Iamhappy. She deserves to be happy.”

She nodded. “I believe that, too. You really didn't meet anyone in Europe? It's been such a long time, Levon. Like since Clara, it's been . . .”

I sighed. “Yes, it's been a while.”

“Well, I hope that in these next few weeks you get to meet somebody just for you. Who knows? Maybe one of my bridesmaids will step up to the plate.”

I laughed heartily. “I don't think any of your bridesmaids will prefer a man who travels as much as I do.”

“Hey, some people don't mind all that!”

“I don't know. That's what broke up Clara and I. I figure there will be other women who will also mind my job.”

Jen shrugged as she accepted the bag and drinks from the drive-thru attendant. She handed it to me and took off, heading down the familiar main road toward town.

She smiled at me. “Well, there's someone for everyone. Heck, anything can happen when a wedding happens, right? Maybe there will be a spark.”

I sighed as I stared out the window. “Yeah, maybe . . .”

CHAPTER2

Clara

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