Chapter 62

Chandler dropped his chin and breathed deeply. “Could you?”

“I don’t hold your past against you. Because it’s irrational and unfair, and you know it.” She said,

“That’s not what I mean.” He lifted his head, held her gaze, and the resolve Elena saw there chilled her to her core. “Could you overlook it if I told you that I showed up that night to take a shot with Emily?”

Words were gone. Her mouth was sand-dry at what that did to her.

He kept talking, quiet, dangerous words that did horrible things to her heart.

“If I told you that I thought about being with her, touching her, kissing her, and for even one moment, I was disappointed that I got you instead.”

She sucked in a startled breath.

“Yeah,” he said slowly, softly. “You couldn’t overlook it either. Because that look in your pretty brown eyes, baby. It feels like I just punched you in the gut, doesn’t it?”

Her eyes filled with tears, and she hated them. She hated that he was right.