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The silence drags on for what seems like ages and the ticking of the wall clock overhead is the only sound in the shop. I can barely breathe at the moment.

“So?”

I blink before meeting her gaze.

“What?”

“I asked you a question.”

I know, goddammit!

“Wait… you talked to my mom?”

“Yes.” Kaylee nods.

“How? I don’t—”

“Don’t change the subject, Ian. I ran into her at the mall, and we had lunch. That’s all you need to know.” She pauses and asks, “Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t on good terms with your mom?”

I release a sigh. “It didn’t come up.”

She raises a brow. “Are you kidding? I asked about your mom more than once. You always shut me down.”

“What?” I frown. “No I didn’t.”

“Yes you did! You never gave a straight answer to any of my questions.”

“Look.” I turn around, sighing. “I don’t like to talk about it that’s all.”

“Bullshit.”

What’s gotten over her?

“What? No, Kaylee—”

“You just don’t want to talk to me about her. That’s it.”

“That’s not true.” Circling the counter, I close the distance between us. “It’s not about you. I just don’t feel comfortable talking about it.”

I take both her hands, stroking her knuckles. Her gaze drops down, and she inhales sharply.

“Why don’t you feel comfortable telling me anything?” She looks at me to say, “I don’t think it’s fair, because I tell you everything. You know everything about me. My ups and downs. I think it’s only fair that you let me in too.”

That’s a lie, and she knows it.

“Not everything.”

“What?”

“You don’t tell me everything,” I say again.

“What are you talking about?” She folds her arms.

“Your husband. Or…your ex-husband. You didn’t tell me what happened with him.”

She pauses, and I catch the slight wrinkling of her brows. “That’s different.”

“Not so much.”

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