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“I just think that’s not the best reason to hold back on something that might be good.”
Easy for him to say. “It’s not just Cash. Faith is a lot younger than me.”
“So? You’re not exactly bursting with maturity.”
That annoyed me. “Why am I even talking to you about this?” I turned with my plate and found a free table. Which was all the tables. That hotel clerk had definitely been fucking with me. There was no way this hotel was sold out.
Dylan sat down across from me. “Come on, don’t be like that. Why does it matter if Faith is younger?”
“She said she doesn’t want kids for ten years. I’ll be in my forties by then. I think we’re just in different places. She still has her whole twenties to be adventurous and I’m ready to settle down.” I sipped my coffee. “That’s why I was trying to make it fit, make it work with Mary Frances. I want to be heading into the next phase of my life. We’ve got this distillery up and running. Now I want marriage, a house, kids.”
I didn’t admit that to myself very often, but it was true. I had been chasing a dream.
Faith was right out of college. She wasn’t ready to settle down.
“You can’t force those things, brother.”
“Trust me, I learned that lesson. That’s why dating Faith doesn’t make sense.” I could stand there like an idiot all morning watching her sleep and feel a weird pit in my gut but it didn’t change the truth.
“Or maybe you shouldn’t assume you know how she feels.”
Dylan was killing my vibe. I’d woken up feeling pretty damn awesome after my amazing night with Faith and now my brother was tossing a bucket of ice water (stupid suck ass reality) over my head. I pushed my plate away, no longer hungry.
“Or maybe I shouldn’t worry about any of it,” I said.
Dylan raised his eyebrows. “And why is that?”
“All we did was have sex. That doesn’t mean anything.” Maybe if I said it enough, I would believe it. Give me a year. I might have myself convinced.
Dylan shook his head a little.
“What?”
“Shut up,” he said, quickly, under his breath.
Fuck. My heart sank. It was a total movie moment. Idiot says something like a total asshole in order to minimize his own feelings and is overheard by his love interest, thus blowing the entire relationship.
“She’s right behind me, isn’t me?” I asked, afraid to turn around.
He nodded. “Yep.”
I winced. Then I turned as slowly as possible, hoping somehow if I delayed the moment, I could figure out how to time travel and not say something so fucking stupid out loud in a public place.
It didn’t work. No quantum leap occurred. Faith was, in fact, right behind me. There was no way she hadn’t heard me. She looked pissed. Like, royally pissed. Ready to rip me a new one pissed. Done with me pissed.
“Hey,” I said, striving for nonchalant. “Look who I found,” I said, gesturing to Dylan.
Look who I found?
I sounded like an old man talking about his poorly hidden grandchild. I wanted to sigh and rub my forehead.
Dylan covered up a laugh with a cough.
“Good morning,” she said, tone grumpy. She went over to the coffee maker without another word.
“Damn,” Dylan murmured.
I sank down into my chair and indulged in a hearty sigh. “Well. I think she’s mad at me.”
