Chapter 72

"So how did Jacey take it? I mean, the breakup?" Harper asked when they finished breakfast.

"Well," she shrugged and cleaned her mouth with the napkin. "He didn't take it well at all."

"I must confess," Harper dropped his napkin on the table. "You stressed that guy." The smile on his face faded. "I'm sure he will be okay. He's a strong man."

"Now tell me how you told him, you naughty girl."

"I invited him for dinner," she gave a weak smile. "I cooked for him."

"No, you don't. You want to break up with a guy and you still cook for him."

"Well, I thought it would be better that way."

Jacey had no inclinations of what to come when he walked into Debbie's apartment that night. He expected that they would eat and have an enjoyable time, as usual. He was happy that she was the one that suggested that they should spend some time together. 

So it surprised him when Debbie looked into his eyes with an unreadable expression halfway through