Page 40 of The Lucky Heart (Jamison Valley 3)
“Wipe that shocked look off your face. I could do it.”
“In your high heels?”
“You’re a comedian. Obviously, I’ll buy some boots first.”
He grinned. “Okay, city girl. I’ll put you to work.”
“Good, then it’s settled. You can have me on weekends this spring.” The second the words passed my lips I wanted to suck them back.
“I can have you on the weekends? I thought you wanted to be friends. Me having you might confuse things, don’t you think?”
My lip curled. “You just couldn’t let that one go could you?”
“Too easy.” He grabbed a fry off my plate and popped it into his mouth. “Did you lose your edge in Seattle? The Felicity I knew before would never have left me that opening.”
“I forgot how quick-witted you are,” I muttered. “I’m going to have to step it up.”
“Yeah you are.” He reached for another fry and I slid my plate across the table so he could finish them off.
Dinner may have started off heavy but I couldn’t have hoped for a better ending. Joking and teasing one another felt warmly familiar. Silas paid, despite my protests, and we walked outside into the chilly November night air.
“Thanks,” I said. “Don’t be a stranger, friend.”
“Uh-huh,” he muttered. “Bye.”
I had just turned to leave when I heard my name called from behind. I knew that voice and cringed. When I spun around, Tyson was strolling down the sidewalk.
You’ve go
t to be fucking kidding me.
I blinked once, then again, hoping that when I opened my eyes, the sight of my ex-boyfriend would have vanished.
Nope. Still there.
I took a few steps to stand at Silas’s side while Tyson approached.
“Surprise, love!” He claimed me in a tight embrace.
I squirmed and pushed out of his arms. “What are you doing here?”
“I told you on the phone that we needed to talk and work this out. I thought it would be easier face-to-face. So I made a huge sacrifice and came to you just to show you that I’m willing to move past our issues.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose. Had Tyson always been this much of a dumbass? I had been perfectly clear that we were over. Repeatedly. I’d moved to Montana! What else could I do to get it through his thick skull?
“Well, your big sacrifice was unnecessary. I cannot believe you came all the way here from Seattle. We broke up weeks ago. There’s nothing to work out. You cheated on me. Remember? That’s a deal breaker.”
He opened his mouth to respond but stopped when none other than Andrea Merkuso waltzed into our circle.
“Oh, fuck,” I muttered. Silas’s chest started shaking with suppressed laughter.
Andrea took one look at me and her face scrunched up. “Felicity.” She glared at me before turning her gaze to Tyson. Immediately, she started preening. His eyes zeroed in on her large breasts, which were nearly escaping her V-neck sweater.
Eureka!
“Oh, Andrea! I’m so glad you’re here. Tyson just got to town for a visit and I’d love to show him around, but unfortunately, I’ve got to get home to, uh, let my dogs out. Would you mind showing him around a bit? Maybe take him over to the Silver Dollar Saloon for a drink?”
She looked him up and down again, licking her lips at the sight. “Sure,” she said. “I could do that.”
