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The following day, Brenna entered the diner and saw Beau at the counter. He stood when he saw her. He grinned, and her heart fluttered.

“Would you like to get a booth?”

“Sure,” she said, then weaved her way through the tables to a booth. She slid onto the bench and watched as Beau removed his hat, hung it on the peg attached to the back of the booth seat, and raked his fingers through his thick hair. His dark brown eyes were beautiful.

“Hey, you two.”

“Hi, Connie. How are you?” Beau asked.

“I’m wonderful. Are you ready to order?”

“Brenna?” Beau said.

“I’ll have my usual, please, Connie.”

“Same for me, please.”

“All right. I’ll be back with those in a few minutes. I’ll get your drinks for you.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Beau said and Connie walked to the pass-through window, pinned their orders to the metal wheel and spun it around for her husband, Owen, to get.

“I bet she’s surprised to see us together,” Brenna said with a smile.

“No doubt there. I’m sure a lot of people in here are.”

Connie returned with their drinks, then walked off to wait on another patron. Brenna picked up her cup and sipped her coffee. She glanced around the restaurant, but no one seemed to be paying them any mind.

“Have you heard from either of them?” Beau asked her.

“No. I hope I never do. You know, I wonder how long it had been going on before you caught them.”

“I’ve wondered that myself. Of course, Liz blamed me.”

“Why?”

“She said she was alone all the time.” He shook his head. “I said, apparently not if she was screwing Eric. When I think of how we all spent time together, and I didn’t see it, pisses me off. I’m usually more observant than that.”

“You didn’t want to see it, Beau. We both missed it. Right under our noses.” She shook her head. “Did you hear from either of them?”

“Liz called me when I sent her the divorce papers, but I’ve never heard from Eric and I hope to God, I never see him again, or I’ll do what I wanted to do when I caught them.”

“And what was that?”

“Beat the hell out of him. I trusted him, damn it. He was my best friend.”

“I know. Liz was mine. I hope I never see her either.”

“So, what have you been up to?” Beau picked up his water and took a drink.

“I’m still teaching. I love my students.” She grinned.

“You always did.”

“First grade is fun. They’re so adorable at that age.”

“Why didn’t you have kids? I mean, you love them.”

“Eric kept putting it off.” She shrugged.

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