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Chapter Twenty

Scath, Present Day

Conall lazed in his chair, his bare feet kicked up on an ottoman as he pretended to watch TV.Weeks had passed, and he was done moping, done missing Rey.

The doorbell rang.

He considered not answering it.But it rang again.And again.

“Fuck.”He dropped his feet to the gleaming wood floor and unfolded from his leather chair.He stomped through the hall and flung open the door.

Con froze.“What the fuck?”

“Hello to you, too.Nice to see you, Rey.”She flipped a hand motioning for him to repeat what she’d said.

He eyed her with caution.“Nice to see you, Rey.”

“Nice to see you, too, Con.Won’t you come in, Rey?”

He squeezed his brows together.“Won’t you come in, Rey?”He stepped to the side while she walked through the doorway.His gaze swept from her feet to her head.He’d never seen her in sandals and a sundress.Nice.Her auburn hair bounced on her shoulders.Also nice.

“Would you like to sit down, Rey?”She huffed.“This will get very tiring if I have to talk for both of us.”

Con regained some of his brain cells.He grinned.“Would you like to sit down, Rey?How about something to drink?See, I can talk for myself.”

She angled her head to the side.“I wasn’t sure.”Rey’s assessing eyes glanced around the living room.“It’s warm outside.”

“We’re gonna talk about the weather?”He pointed to a comfy chair.She chose the sofa instead and patted the cushion beside her.He took the hint.

“Okay.Enough about the weather.Why are you here?”When he sat, he cocked an ankle over the opposite knee and stretched his arm out on the back of the couch, careful not to touch Rey.

“You aren’t happy to see me?”

“You know I am.”

“How would I know that?No goodbye.Noyou were a great lay but that’s it.”

He parted his lips, surprised she didn’t understand why he’d left.“Rey, I’m happy to see you.And I took off because it was the only way to be sure I’d leave.”

“So this is one of those it’s-not-you-it’s-me things?”

“Not sure what that means, but I get the gist.Yeah, it is.”

She curled her knee onto the sofa and swung toward him, her eyes seeking his.