He considered letting her go. Nothing she could say would make what she did right. And clearly, she had no intention of “resolving” this. The fact that she kept blaming him was proof of that. And yet, something in his gut told him he was missing something. He bolted after her, tossing several bills on the table. “Let me walk you out.”
“Don’t bother.”
“Charlotte Tavern is like any town. There are bad elements.”
She shivered when she stepped out into the darkness. He couldn’t blame her for being nervous. Charlie’s Place was so far outside of town there were no lights other than its broken neon sign.
She hurried to her car, jerking the door open. Just as he reached her, she turned to him. She must not have realized how close behind her he was, because she nearly ran into him. Her eyes widened for a moment before narrowing in on him. “You like to blame me for listening to my parents and blame them because you think they didn’t approve, but you were the problem, Mitch.Youhad a problem with their wealth. Let’s face it. You were relieved when I suggested we postpone the wedding.”
She was a whisper away, and he was unable to keep his gaze from drifting to her lips. His body heated at the memory of the soft sweetness of those lips. Finally, her words sank in, which was a good thing, because he was precariously close to kissing her to discover if she tasted the same. “That’s ridiculous.”
“No, it’s not. You could have talked me into marrying you when you got back from boot camp, but you didn’t even try. You just said it’s over and left.”
Her head nodded slightly, as if she was daring him to kiss her. But he was stronger than that — he didn’t pull away, but he didn’t close the distance either. Still, her lush pink lips tempted him.
Finally, she saved him from himself. She slipped into her car, pulling out of the spot as soon as she got the engine started. He expected to see anger on her captivating face as she gave him one last glance out the window. Instead, he saw pain.