Sabrina said something to me that only Thad knew about.”
“What’d she say?”
“Just something from a long time ago. But I swear to you, no one knew about it. No one.”
She respected the way he avoided giving a direct answer and didn’t press. “Lucky guess, then?”
“How does a woman I barely know, out of the clear blue say something my brother used to tell me all the time? She’s supposed to be a nut, but Kel, when she looked at me, she knew exactly what she was saying. You could see she knew I knew what it meant.”
“Now you sound like the nut,” she muttered.
She was joking. He knew it, but a flare of anger rose before he could recall it. “I don’t know why I’m even talking to you.”
15
Dee Carney
The astonishment that crossed her face made him immediately regret what he said.
This was why they weren’t together anymore. Moments like this when she didn’t get him, evenings together when she admonished him for not understanding her job.
They’d always ended in arguments.
“I’m sorry,” he offered. “I just—” What exactly? He needed an explanation.
Couldn’t shake the feeling he should march back over there and confront Sabrina if for no other reason than to make certain she was okay.
“You’re going back over there, aren’t you?”
He looked up, surprised he’d been staring into the glass again. “What?”
“Thad is a no-go topic between the two of us, but you’ve got it written all over your face. You need to know what she knows about him.” She sounded bitter and he almost winced.
Kelly rose to her feet, looking at the different pieces of furniture in the room. When she spotted her purse on an ottoman, she headed for it. “Thanks for being my date tonight,” she said, slipping the bag onto her shoulder, “but I’d say the evening is over, right?”
He pursed his lips. If Kelly hadn’t bought and paid for the concert tickets while they were a couple how many months ago, they wouldn’t be here tonight and he suspected she knew that. “Look, Kel—”
“Don’t sweat it, Jason.”
“Kelly, wait. Let’s not—”
This time she blew out a breath. “You’ve made it pretty clear that you moved on without me, Jason. You can’t even talk to me about your brother, but you can bet your ass you’re about to head over to that woman’s apartment as soon as I’m out the door.” He didn’t reply but Kelly didn’t need him to. She added, “Thanks for a lovely time and I hope you get out of this whatever it is you’re looking for.” That made two of them.
Despite her light protest, he did have the decency to follow Kelly downstairs first and see her into a cab. She offered him a light kiss, but he turned his head at the last second, forcing her to graze his cheek. That boat had sailed. He knew it; she now recognized it. Time for both of them to act accordingly.
As he waited for the elevator to rise, he realized perhaps agreeing to take her to the concert tonight had been a mistake. He could have just as easily paid for his ticket, or bought them outright. Instead, he’d taken her suggestion that they just go and enjoy the music together and he’d not thought too deeply into it.
Idiot.
Maybe he was being as much of an idiot by going to Sabrina’s apartment. He’d have it coming if she maced him when she opened the door instead of listening to the ramblings of a madman. What did he plan on saying, anyway?
16
Intimate Whispers
He knocked on the door and rehearsed a few openers in his mind. When she opened it a few minutes later, nothing useful had bothered to surface.
“Yes?” She peered at him beneath the simple gold security chain there more for show than actual security. Any burglar worth his salt could use a bolt cutter or any druggie cranked up on juice could kick down the door without slowing.
“Sabrina, hi.” God, he sounded like an idiot already. “I don’t know if you remember me, but I’m Jason, from across the way.” He held