Page 34 of Fight Or Flight

“Why this song?”

“It’s about going through a breakup but being happy it’s over.”

Now she was thoughtfully choosing songs for him? This girl made no sense. Maybe she cared about people, but not animals. She clearly cared for Amy. And Chelsea. And Elizabeth. Maybe he could spin this away from the snakes and tell her about the effects an unhealthy ecosystem had on quality of life.

“You are happy it’s over, right? I didn’t get to hear the entire story before my dress broke.”

He turned to look at her, his memory going back to the feel of her soft skin under his hands. He shook his head to clear it. Thinking about her skin was counterproductive.

“Uh, yeah, I guess.”

He needed to get back on track. He glanced over, about to bring the subject to the property, but she was staring at him, her eyebrows drawn together, waiting for an answer to an unasked question.

What the hell were they talking about?

Right, Lindsay.

Focus.

“The relationship was bound to fail from the beginning.”

“Then why did you date her?”

It was a good question. He was going to sugar-coat his response, but he was just too sick of the whole thing to bother. “She asked me out, she was really pretty, and I had nothing better to do, so I said yes. It evolved from there.”

“I see.”

“In my defence, no one told me she was lamentable.”

Natalie laughed. “Amy should have. How did it end?”

“She . . . uh, cheated on me.”

Natalie nodded. “That makes sense.”

He mirrored her nod.

“Did it suck?”

“Well, yeah. You’ve never been cheated on?”

“No,” she said.

“Must be nice.”

“I don’t date, remember?”

“Right. Yeah,” he said, then frowned and focused all his attention on the road.

“What doesn’t make sense,” she continued, “is why she still went to Amy’s wedding.”

Ethan winced. “She assumed they still invited her to the wedding, even though we broke up.”

“But why would she want to show her face there?”

“Uh . . . she doesn’t actually know I know she cheated.”

That got her eyebrows up. She stared at him, then did a slow blink and shook her head a little. “What?”

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