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He put down his spoon and clasped his hands together in front of his mouth. When he finally spoke, I thought he was going to give in to my demands.
“No. All you need to know is yes, I got married after you left. She was a good friend, and it ended.”
I knew I could push him to tell me everything. But the hurt in his eyes and the sorrow told me there was way more to the story than he was admitting to. He also had no idea how much he’d hurt me back then.
“Fine,” I said, respecting his boundaries. “It’s none of my concern, anyway. At least tell me how long the marriage lasted.”
He looked pained. “Two years. We parted amicably.”
I nodded once, satisfied with the amount of information I had. I’d already known all that. One of my best friends was a cyber specialist. Phantom could find anything. Even their divorce papers.
As Greer looked back out the window, apparently lost in his own head, I got lost in mine for a while. We sat across from one another, physically close, but miles apart emotionally. And maybe that was for the best. I’d spent so much time and wasted so much energy being angry at him. And as much as I had clung to those feelings, I wasn’t sure which one of us I was hurting more.
Greer broke the silence between us later for a topic I could expand on. “Do you still love hockey?”
I chuckled, drumming my fingers lightly on the table. “As a matter of fact, I do.”
We talked about easier topics for the next hour. Sandra cleared away our uneaten breakfast as we talked about football and Portland’s growing desire for more professional sports.
The tension between us had eased fractionally when we stopped talking about personal things. It was still difficult to look at him for too long. My head and my heart were not on the same page when it came to Greer. But it had eased off enough that maybe we could get through the week.
“I’ve got a list of things that might help us get to know each other again.”
“Did we really know each other to begin with?”
“Probably not,” he murmured. “But I wish we had.”
He looked out the window as I kept my eyes on him. He didn’t know how much information about him I was privy to. “I think we need to get our story straight on how we supposedly got together. I still don’t understand why you can’t just tell your sister you don’t want to be set up with dates.”
Greer looked at me and laughed. “I forget you’ve never met Katherine. You’ll see. I promise. She’s like a dog with a bone, determined that I’m not going to be alone.”
I chuckled as he put on his glasses. The dark frames made his eyes look even brighter, and somehow even sexier than before. I grunted, willing my cock to stand down.
“Don’t you say a word. Your time is coming, baby boy. Forty is only around the corner for you.”
I smiled against my fucking will when he called me baby boy. It planted so many dirty thoughts in my head that it was a good fucking thing my dick was under the table.
I held my hands up. “I didn’t say anything. In fact, they don’t look bad on you.” That was a lie. He was fucking fire with them on.
Greer’s expression softened enough for me to know he appreciated my compliment.
I tilted my head toward the paper. “Where’d you get the questions?”
Greer’s face reddened, making me curious as to the origin of the list.
“Greer,” I barked, startling him. “Where’d you get the list?”
Leaning across the table, I stretched my palm over my mouth as if I needed some way to keep it shut. He ran his long fingers over his beard, making the ache to have them on me return with a vengeance.
“A friend suggested we use them as an icebreaker.”
I smiled, imagining my brother googling this kind of shit. “Carter? Oh, hell.”
His handsome face pulled together. “No, not Carter. I’d never ask him for this kind of help.”
I was amused. “Who then? Who do you feel comfortable enough to get a list like this from?”
Greer cleared his throat. He was stalling.
