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CHAPTER 47
LEAH
The elevator door closes, my eyes locked on Gabriel’s until the last moment. What was he thinking? He could have stopped this. Given me an out. Coffee with Vince is the last place I want to be right now. But then maybe Gabriel is right. Going for coffee now means I can set Vince straight. He never was good at taking a hint and I know he won’t let whatever it is, go, until he says his piece.
Vince steps closer, and I move away.
“What do you want?” I say, turning to face him.
“Don’t be like that, babe,” he says, his face softening as he stares at me. “I’ve missed you.”
I stifle my laugh with a cough.
“Missed me?” I choke on the words, but I’m given a reprieve as the elevator opens into the reception area, letting us out.
Vince’s hand moves to the small of my back, so I sidestep. My skin crawls at the contact. I can remember my mother saying to me years earlier. When you go off someone, you can feel your skin crawl when they touch you. I never believed her until now.
He thankfully takes the hint as we walk in silence to the coffee shop around the corner.
“What can I get you?” he asks. “You get us a seat.”
“A decaf latte,” I say, which causes him to pull a face.
I leave him to order while I find us a table. There’s one in the window, out in the open. At least here he’ll have to behave himself.
He eventually returns with two mugs of coffee.
“Decaf,” he says, placing the mug in front of me.
“Thank you,” I respond, wrapping my hands around it and staring at the steaming liquid.
Vince sits down opposite me, silence descending.
“I’m sorry,” he says eventually, his eyes staring into mine.
I used to love his blue eyes, but now all I can think about are dark, almost black eyes, surrounded by ridiculously long lashes. Lashes that would make most women jealous.
I shrug, not sure what he wants me to say.
He runs a hand through his slicked back hair. I want to laugh, as I can only imagine how sticky his palm will now be.
“Don’t be like this. Talk to me,” he pleads.
I sigh. “What do you want me to say, Vince? It’s okay?” I shake my head at him. “Because guess what? It’s not okay. There is another woman who is pregnant because of you. You turfed me out of my home and moved her in. You threw ten years of our life together away, without even a thought for my feelings.”
I’m surprised when he has the good grace to look sheepish.
“I know. I could have handled it better.” He runs a hand over his face this time, pausing at his mouth.
“You think?”
“Look, I’m sorry. It was all a lie. I miss you. I want us to give it another try.”
He reaches across the table for my hand. Which I pull away.
I stare at him wide-eyed.
