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She sighed “Never mind”

“You always do that It irritated the hell out of ed”

“Excuse me?” she snapped

“You run, Donovan Things get bad and you deflect and then you run You don’t explain, you just do whatever the hell you want”

An eyebrow lifted as she looked straight at him “Do you hate me for what I did?”

The question came out of nowhere, and for a uy as used to using words to get his point across, that wasn’t a good place to be in He watched her closely Watched the play of elassy

Did he get into this now? Did he open that can of worms?

“Would it matter if I did?”

She blinked rapidly and nodded, her voice barely a whisper “Yes It would matter”

“Why?” he asked without thinking

Tense, Jackon his heels as he stared down into a face that he would never forget A face that belonged to the woo It was all her Hell, she’d refused to talk to him when he’d driven all the way to Nashville from Florida to confront her, and then she’d threatened to have security throw hioddamn hotel when he refused to leave

He shouldn’t have to remind himself that he’d moved on and had no desire to revisit their past So as he asking her the one question he shouldn’t care to know the answer to?

He felt that slow burn of anger again, and eyes flat he watched her, his wine glass held so tightly he was surprised it didn’t shatter in his hand This is how he needed to be with her Hard and unco It’s what she deserved

“Jack,” she said roughly “Let’s just eat A trip down ood for either one of us”

She was right He had no desire to rehash a past that was to