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Oh. Maybe he had been paying attention.
“You’re an auto mechanic, right?”
Never mind.
“Audio engineer,” she corrected him.
He narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “Then why did you say you worked at that autobody place?”
“Recording studio,” she said withholding a sigh.
“But you said you mix auto paint.”
“I mix audio.” She waved a hand at him. “It doesn’t matter.”
She was cut off by the doorbell.
Seriously, who had fixed the doorbell?
Ryan opened the door.
Asa opened his mouth to scold him (because who answers another person’s door?) but Ryan stepped back as the next person entered the room.
André.
Nikki felt a lot of things all at once.
Confusion, anger, sorrow, frustration, dread.
But none of them were indifference.
André’s hazel eyes flicked through the silent audience and landed on Nikki. He swallowed.
“How are you?” he asked.
“Fine,” she replied automatically, her throat dry.
“What theshit?”
Nikki flinched at Asa’s outburst.
Asa looked back and forth between André and Nikki, eyes wide and wild.
And all Nikki could think was,this was not how I wanted this to happen.
Maybe that wasn’t the most logical line of thinking. If Asa had been in charge of her brain, she would have been enraged at André’s presence.
But it had been more than two years since she’d been in the same room with him and she had wanted it to go a specific way.
She’d envisioned this day numerous times. Usually in bed as she fell asleep. She’d be in a tight, cleavage-baring dress, and have a perfect, sun-kissed tan. Her hair would be long and the roots freshly done. Her makeup would be subtle and airbrushed in the way that made her look both glamorous and effortless at once.
She wouldn’t even see André.
No.
She’d be busy laughing at the joke of someone important and André would see her from across the room. His breath would catch and his heart would stop.
Because how had he ever let the perfect woman get away?
