take your place.”
She laughed. “You’re a charmer.”
“That’s what my mama said.”
“She was right. And how sad it is that all your charm goes to waste.”
“You appreciate it.”
“You know what I mean,” she said, the argument familiar. “Come on, Bill. It’s been six years since Ellie died. You need to think about dating, finding someone. You should be happy.”
“I tell you the same thing.”
“The circumstances are different.” The person she couldn’t forget was still alive.
“Not that different, little girl. Now get off me.”
“For now.”
“I’m going to come visit you. I miss you and Gabe more than I want to admit.”
“We’d love to see you.” She gave him Paula’s address and phone number.
“I’ll be by in the next few weeks.”
“Good.”
“Now go find yourself someone,” he instructed.
“I’m hanging up on you, Bill,” she said.
He laughed and said goodbye.
She pressed the end button on her phone and thought about what he’d said. That she should find someone.
Maybe that was possible in the future, but not now. Not until she’d resolved everything with Matt. She had to get some kind of closure, make sure she wasn’t still in love with him. Only then could she put the past behind her and look into the future.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Five Years Ago…
JESSE STOOD IN FRONT of the house for a second, before approaching and knocking softly on the door. She should have told Matt she would meet him somewhere else, but he’d said his house and she’d agreed before she’d thought the plan through.
Seconds later the door flew open and a very angry Paula Fenner stood in front of her.
“What are you doing here?” she demanded, her voice sharp. “Don’t you know what time it is?”
Jesse opened her mouth, then closed it, not sure what to say.
“He’s out with someone else,” Paula continued. “Another girl. He’s not out with you. Don’t you have any pride?”
Jesse couldn’t figure out why Matt’s mother hated her. They hardly had any contact. Jesse wasn’t even dating Matt. She was helping him. Not that Paula saw any of that. For some reason the other woman believed Jesse was a threat and attacked every time they were in the same room.
“I’m sorry to bother you,” Jesse said and stepped back. “Good night.”
Paula glared at her, not moving from the entryway until Jesse climbed into her car, then the front door slammed shut.
Jesse sighed. Paula and Nicole should get together and start a “we hate Jesse” club. They’d have to fight over who got to be president. They could hang pictures of her and throw darts at them.
The silly image made her smile, then reality intruded and her smile faded.
She wished that Paula wasn’t so determined to have nothing to do with her, because Jesse sure had a lot to say to her. Paula was holding on too tight and that clinging was pushing her son away. Jesse could see it every time Matt talked about his mother. Paula was making him crazy and if she wasn’t careful, she was going to lose her son completely.
“Not my problem,” Jesse murmured as a car pulled up to hers.
Matt climbed out and approached the driver’s side. “Thanks for meeting me,” he said. “Want to come in?”
She eyed the door, then shook her head. “Your mom is still up and she wasn’t exactly thrilled to see me.”
Matt grimaced. “She’s getting worse. Come on. I know an all-night diner. Want me to drive?”
“I’ll follow you.” It would be easier if she had her own car and could just walk away at the end of the meeting.
As she started the engine, Jesse tried not to think about what Matt had spent the past few hours doing. And whom he’d been doing it with. After all, him dating was what she wanted. Her goal had been to bring out all his hidden potential and her lessons were paying off. He’d been on three dates this week alone.
He was exactly the kind of guy women wanted—funny, smart, caring, good-looking and
She laughed. “You’re a charmer.”
“That’s what my mama said.”
“She was right. And how sad it is that all your charm goes to waste.”
“You appreciate it.”
“You know what I mean,” she said, the argument familiar. “Come on, Bill. It’s been six years since Ellie died. You need to think about dating, finding someone. You should be happy.”
“I tell you the same thing.”
“The circumstances are different.” The person she couldn’t forget was still alive.
“Not that different, little girl. Now get off me.”
“For now.”
“I’m going to come visit you. I miss you and Gabe more than I want to admit.”
“We’d love to see you.” She gave him Paula’s address and phone number.
“I’ll be by in the next few weeks.”
“Good.”
“Now go find yourself someone,” he instructed.
“I’m hanging up on you, Bill,” she said.
He laughed and said goodbye.
She pressed the end button on her phone and thought about what he’d said. That she should find someone.
Maybe that was possible in the future, but not now. Not until she’d resolved everything with Matt. She had to get some kind of closure, make sure she wasn’t still in love with him. Only then could she put the past behind her and look into the future.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Five Years Ago…
JESSE STOOD IN FRONT of the house for a second, before approaching and knocking softly on the door. She should have told Matt she would meet him somewhere else, but he’d said his house and she’d agreed before she’d thought the plan through.
Seconds later the door flew open and a very angry Paula Fenner stood in front of her.
“What are you doing here?” she demanded, her voice sharp. “Don’t you know what time it is?”
Jesse opened her mouth, then closed it, not sure what to say.
“He’s out with someone else,” Paula continued. “Another girl. He’s not out with you. Don’t you have any pride?”
Jesse couldn’t figure out why Matt’s mother hated her. They hardly had any contact. Jesse wasn’t even dating Matt. She was helping him. Not that Paula saw any of that. For some reason the other woman believed Jesse was a threat and attacked every time they were in the same room.
“I’m sorry to bother you,” Jesse said and stepped back. “Good night.”
Paula glared at her, not moving from the entryway until Jesse climbed into her car, then the front door slammed shut.
Jesse sighed. Paula and Nicole should get together and start a “we hate Jesse” club. They’d have to fight over who got to be president. They could hang pictures of her and throw darts at them.
The silly image made her smile, then reality intruded and her smile faded.
She wished that Paula wasn’t so determined to have nothing to do with her, because Jesse sure had a lot to say to her. Paula was holding on too tight and that clinging was pushing her son away. Jesse could see it every time Matt talked about his mother. Paula was making him crazy and if she wasn’t careful, she was going to lose her son completely.
“Not my problem,” Jesse murmured as a car pulled up to hers.
Matt climbed out and approached the driver’s side. “Thanks for meeting me,” he said. “Want to come in?”
She eyed the door, then shook her head. “Your mom is still up and she wasn’t exactly thrilled to see me.”
Matt grimaced. “She’s getting worse. Come on. I know an all-night diner. Want me to drive?”
“I’ll follow you.” It would be easier if she had her own car and could just walk away at the end of the meeting.
As she started the engine, Jesse tried not to think about what Matt had spent the past few hours doing. And whom he’d been doing it with. After all, him dating was what she wanted. Her goal had been to bring out all his hidden potential and her lessons were paying off. He’d been on three dates this week alone.
He was exactly the kind of guy women wanted—funny, smart, caring, good-looking and
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