“Everyone seems to think he's still interested in me.”

“I think he's doing a poor job of hiding it if you ask me.”

I smirked. “I didn't ask you.”

“But you wanted to.”

“And how would you know?”

She tapped her right temple and whispered, “Mind reader.”

I giggled. “Laura, you're ridiculous. There's no way Levon would still be interested in me. After all, our goals are totally different. They haven't changed at all.”

“His goals might have changed.”

“Oh?”

“He was asking me if he still had a chance. I mean, nobody would ask that if they didn't want to try again, right?”

I frowned at the watermelons piled high on the next stand. I tried to occupy myself by inspecting them, but their green exterior wasn't enough to command my attention. We were talking about Levon—that was more than commanding.

I shrugged. “I guess.”

“You guess,” she said with a laugh. “I think it's cute how much you hide your feelings.”

“I hate when you say that.”

“Hey, I'm your sister. I know everything about you, especially when you're hiding something.”

I rolled my eyes. “Sure, of course.”

“You can't hide from me. I'm a mind reader.”

“So, what else did he say about me?”

She cocked her head to the side. “He seemed to regret everything that happened. I told him that Gabe appeared married to his job just like he is.”

“That's true.”

“And that's why things got cut off with you and Gabe. He wasn't willing to commit.”

I sighed. “That's a common theme between those two relationships.”

“But it sounds like he might do what he needs to do to commit this time.”

I eyed her carefully. “Did he say that?”

“In so many words.”

“I don't know if I believe all that. Levon is a lot like me. He's not exactly willing to change his routines for someone else.”

“I'm sure he learned a lot from his travels. You never know.”

I shrugged. “I guess. So, how did he react to Gabe and me?”

“He wasn't happy about it, but he wasn't sad either.”

“What does that mean?”