Free REMEMBER US: A Billionaire Romance (Part One) by Glenna Sinclair

woman.
    “What’s her name?”
    “Bonnie.”
    I nodded, even though it didn’t ring any bells. “She looks like a nice person.”
    “She is. One of the nicest women I know.” He moved the phone, swiping his finger over it to find another photo. “She really liked you.”
    I didn’t know what to say to that. What do you say to a statement like that?
    Great. I’m sure I loved her, too?
    “This is us about a week after you moved here. We were hiking up in one of the canyons.”
    I tilted my head slightly as I looked at the picture. I was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, a red and black fanny pack around my waist. I thought I recognized the shorts, but that was about it.
    “And this was our engagement party.”
    The picture he showed me then was of the two of us standing with a group of strangers. A dark-haired woman. His mother. Margaret. Another dark-haired woman. A thin, squirrely looking man. A couple with their arms wrapped around one another.
    This was just confusing me more than it was helping.
    I sat back and rubbed my hand over my head, the feel of the thin stubble that now covered my head as disconcerting and foreign as the faces in these photos. My leg ached, and the skin under the plaster itched like crazy. My shoulder ached; my arm was cramped from the sling where it was constantly stuck. And my head felt like I had the world’s worst headache.
    I wanted to be anywhere but here. I wanted to go home, to surround myself with people I knew, people who knew me. I wanted my life to go back to some sort of normal.
    And when I looked at Xander, I wished I could give him back the woman he was clearly missing.
    He wasn’t looking at me. He was scrolling through the pictures, clearly lost in his own memories of those moments. I felt bad because I felt like I was letting him down. I was trying. Really, I was trying to remember who I was. I wanted to remember. But it just wasn’t happening.
    “What happened to the ring?”
    He looked up, tilting his phone slightly so that I could see that he was looking at yet another of those ridiculous selfies of the two of us. Only in this one I was smiling at the camera and he was looking at me, an adoring look in his eyes.
    How could I forget a man who would look at me that way?
    “The ring?”
    “You said we were engaged. We were already planning the wedding. So what happened to the ring?”
    He set his phone on the coffee table and stood, walking over to the entryway. He stepped just out of sight and was back in a second, a small black box in his hands.
    “They took all your jewelry off at the hospital.”
    He handed me the box and sat beside me again, a look of expectation on his face.
    I wasn’t sure I wanted to see the ring. Would it bring back memories? Or would it just be a ring, another part of my past I couldn’t remember?
    I popped open the box and gasped a little as I stared at the impressive ring inside. It was a large, heart-shaped diamond set in platinum. It was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen. The diamond itself was so clear…I didn’t know anything about diamonds, but even I could tell he’d spent a great deal of money on this ring. Not that money really mattered, but still…it was impressive.
    I slid it out of the box and had a suddenly flash of memory:
    “I think four would be the perfect number. Two boys. Two girls.”
    “Four? Are you sure we could handle that many?”
    “If you can handle me, you can handle a whole houseful of kids.”
    He laughed. “Then why stop at four. We could have eight or nine. A whole baseball team!”
    My hands started to shake. I thought for a moment that I might drop the ring.
    “Hey…you okay?”
    I looked at Xander, and I could see the laughter dancing in his eyes as it had the night we became engaged.
    “We were supposed to have dinner with one of your clients. But when we got to the restaurant, you had rented the whole place for the night. There was a violinist and roses everywhere…red and