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Gladly, even.

His eyebrows slashing together over his dark eyes, Deacon refocussed on my face.“What the fuck did Baxter almost killing his father have to do with you?”

“That was the deal I made to keep Baxter out of jail.”

“Why?”he barked.“Why would you do that?”

Always questioning.

Always suspicious of my friendship with Baxter.

Unable to accept that once upon a time, Baxter had been the only one to really know me.

But that, too, was a long time gone.

My body trembled like the last leaf clinging to the naked limbs of autumn as I whispered, “Because friends don’t abandon one another.”

Deacon stilled, his body poised like that of a predator waiting to pounce.He jerked his head back toward the table behind us.“Do they know everything?”

I winced and shook my head.Leave it to Deacon to find the open wound and pour salt on it.“Not yet.”

He gaped.“Why the hell not?”

I met his gaze and held it.“They’re not ready to listen.And it’s not easy approaching someone when they believe the worst of you.”

A sliver of regret flashed in his eyes, cracking the shutter open for a fraction of a second.

It wasn’t nearly enough.

My pulse settled.

This was not the man I remembered, the boy I loved.

Life had hardened this man beyond recognition, and I was a woman who required softness.

I almost wished I hadn’t agreed to meet with him.

I almost wished he hadn’t had the opportunity to smash the image I carried of him in my heart of hearts.

Because now I was losing him all over again.

But this time, I’d be the one to walk away.

“I think we’ve said all that needs to be said,” I murmured.

There was a time I would have told him the rest.Now it was pointless.

Though unspoken, meeting with him stirred up those old ghosts, sending a warning ripple over the false surface of my calm.

I had to get out of there before I broke down.

Because while Deacon had changed, filling out to become the man he was today, I was still in love with the boy I knew back then.

And he was well and truly gone.

“I’m going to take my food to go,” I stated quietly.

Not that I would be able to eat it.