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If it was a client, I would know upfront what he expected—sex, or like Noam, physical closeness. There were a lot of clients who only wanted someone to feel close to.
Those made me lonely, for them and me.
Not as lonely as I feel now.
“So, Cady,” Nick says. “What’s going on there?”
I suck in my breath. The boys must have moved to the balcony overlooking the beach, only a few feet from where I’m standing.
Close enough that I can overhear their conversation.
“I have no clue. Nothing. I don’t know.” There’s a pause and I can picture Max rubbing the back of his neck. “She makes my head spin.”
“That’s a good thing, isn’t it?” Dexter asks.
“Maybe?”
“It’s good if you’re ready to move on from Caroline.”
“It’s about time you move on from her.” There’s a harshness in Nick’s voice that I’ve never heard before, and there’s a stab of anger toward the mysterious Caroline.
And then guilt, because I shouldn’t be hearing this. I’ve always considered information to be the most precious of commodities, but it’s not business with Max. It’s…
I don’t know what it is.
If I make his head spin, he makes me feel like I’m on a roller coaster—the highs racing into the lows, leaving me sick to my stomach.
Maybe that’s the tequila in that last cocktail.
Who is Caroline?
And why do I care?
If I had my phone, all it would take would be a quick text to Travis, and he’d find out whatever there was to find out about her. But Tana made me leave it at home and I agreed, which is so unlike me. Maybe I like the freedom of being suddenly unconnected, but this is frustrating, this wanting to know something.
Telling myself I don’t, why should I care about a woman Max used to love—maybe is still in love with—I back quietly into the room.
She makes my head spin.
I hope Caroline isn’t still in the picture.
Despite the thoughts and questions racing in my mind, I managed to fall asleep. Max is quiet enough that I don’t stir until he slides in beside me.
As far away as possible.
“Goodnight, Max,” I whisper when he switches off the lamp.
“Sorry I woke you.”
“It’s fine.”
“Everything okay?”
“I like the bed.”
A low chuckle. “I like it too. Goodnight, Cady.”
I drift off again.
