Free See Megan Run by Melissa Blue Page B

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over and fix whatever was broken, pull her over just for a chat.
Around year three your mother said yes to dating him."
    "I just don’t see it." Megan crossed her
arms.
    Aiden’s hands tightened on the wheel. "What?
That your mother would see anything in Shep?"
    "No." Disbelief radiated in her voice. "What
is so alluring about Nicole?"
    Aiden couldn’t answer that one, if Megan
refused to see it for herself. She’d be surprised at how similar
she was to her mother. But the resemblance in their appearance was
the last comparison he’d make.
    "Twelve years, and that’s it?"
    He wanted to say,  You and I were the
biggest scandal . Instead he parked the car. This time she
didn’t wait for him to open the door. "You’re leaving something
out."
    Aiden ignored the implied question. "When was
the last time you saw Tessa?"
    Megan sighed. "The last time we tried to
sneak beer from the draft."
    "I forgot about that one." Aiden found
himself smiling. Not good. She was supposed to be uptight, and
controlling, and reminding him why it was a good thing she left
him. Except it felt the same being with her. His body no longer
carried the tension of his day. Their feet had found the same easy
rhythm and they made it to the door simultaneously. This time he
sighed.
    She held the door for him and stopped. He
bumped into her, and tried not to dwell on how perfect her curves
fit next to him. "My God, doesn’t anything ever change here?"
Wonder filled her voice.
    "Let’s sit in the back booth."
    "Trying to hide? I’m not that butt ugly." She
turned to him, a smile on her face. It faded, then she moved
forward, taking her warmth with her. He made eye contact with Tessa
and held up two fingers. She nodded, but her eyebrows rose in
question.
    He slid into the booth across from Megan. He
wanted the intense silence to eat up the comfortable atmosphere
they’d created. Of course she never knew how to leave well enough
alone. "You never answered my question."
    "You’ve asked three since I’ve parked."
    The subtle barb rolled off her. Megan’s smile
widened when Tessa approached the table. Tessa slid one across to
him without the beer sloshing out of the cup. She placed the other
one in front of Megan.
    "Long time no see."
    "You’re not going to ask for my ID, are you?"
Megan asked.
    "The dress says it all."
    Megan’s cheeks reddened. "I don’t get out
much."
    "Not a bad choice..." Tessa motioned to him.
"For
    someone who is rusty."
    Megan tilted her head, eyes alight with
humor. "That’s still up for debate."
    Tessa laughed. "Sounds like old times."
    "I was kind of hoping for the leather
jacket."
    Aiden took a long drag from his glass before
he spoke. "I sold it along with my bike."
    "Oh." The playful light left Megan’s eyes,
and that wasn’t what he wanted. It had been when he first thought
to take her out. He’d wanted her to be the heartbreaking siren he’d
created in his head.
    "Nice seeing you," Tessa said. At least she
was smart enough to know when to make herself scarce.
    Megan placed her hands under her chin. "My
leaving was the biggest scandal, wasn’t it?"
    Aiden crossed his arms. Someone at some point
had to be the one to throw the crap at the fan. Unfortunately,
today, it had to be him. "Why’d you leave?"
    *****
    Megan lost her nerve at his question. She’d
been prepared to play it cool, to see what he wanted from her. The
"let’s be compadres " attitude had been too abrupt. He wanted
something. No other explanation fit with him wanting to go out on a
date with her. How he felt about her was obvious. She felt it
coming off him in waves. He wanted her to go back to the world
she’d left him for, and maybe this was his last try to get her to
leave. It was crazy to think he wanted her to lose the one thing
she loved the most, but Megan couldn’t quell the feeling he wanted
her gone, and right now. "Taylor made a play for me. My mother
didn’t believe me, and I left."
    "That simple?"
    Megan hesitated. "Yes."
    The