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Resigned, I take it from his fingertips before he drops it. “Maybe your plus-one wantsit.”
He shakes his head. “I don’t think so.” He turns on his heel to greetsomeone.
“Hey, Jake?” I call before he can leave. “Have you seen Weslately?”
“Yes. But I’m too old to be amatchmaker.”
I lift my chin. “If I wanted to get him back, don’t you think I’d just show up at his apartment wearing leather andlace?”
He shoots me an amused look. “No, I don’t. This is Wesley we’re talking about. And we both know him better thanthat.”
He walks away, and I’m left thinking aboutthat.
I miss the hell out of Wes. Maybe I notice it more because I’ve turned down every guy who’s asked me out in the past sixweeks.
But I can’t even think of going out with someone. It’s like my heart’s duct-taped to the floor and there’s no chance of it being freed anytimesoon.
A familiar face comes up to me. It takes me a second to recognize Brad, the Crotchmaster client who droppedme.
“Rena, I’m surprised to see youhere.”
I raise an eyebrow. “My colleague Kendall and I organized the entirething.”
He recovers quickly. “Listen, I might have overreacted before, letting you go from our campaign. I’d love to hear yourideas.”
“That’s big of you toadmit.”
“So, you’ll meet withus?”
“My client roster is actually full at the moment, but I can add you to our waiting list. Enjoy theparty.”
His jaw goes slack, and it takes him a moment to turn away, scratching at hisneck.
Kendall’s cracking up at my side. “I didn’t expect it to be this entertaining.” Her laughter fades. “Come on, that must’ve feltgood.”
“A little,” Iadmit.
“We need to go out. We’ll get you to bounce back yet. Have you heard of geocaching? People bury things, and you follow the coordinates online to find it. They can be underground, in trees, tucked intowalls...”
“Let me get this straight—you’re going in, hands first, in public places, after things strangers have left for other strangers?” I wrinkle my nose. “That doesn’t sound likefun.”
Kendall’s face shifts from excited to surprised as she looks pastme.
I swear I feel him before I seehim.
I turn and Wes’s tall shape fills my vision, drowns out the rest of the room. He’s in faded denim with a sweater I want to rub my face allover.
But he could be wearing a scuba suit for all I care, because he’shere. As I soak in the sight of his broad shoulders, his good posture, that straight jaw and firm mouth, I didn’t realize until this moment how much it hurt not to be in the same space ashim.
“Nice scarf.” My voice is rough at theedges.
“Thanks. It came with the party.” His blue eyes work over mine, and I let out a shakybreath.
Who knew his voice could affect me so much? It’s like hearing the most beautiful sound you thought you’d never hearagain.
“Hey Wes. What do you think of geocaching?” Kendall asks,innocent.
Wes’s gaze doesn’t leave mine. “Isn’t that where you dig up things strangers left in public places? Nothanks.”
