a child?”
“Sure, but I wasn’t like that.”
Megan slapped her forehead. “Oh boy. What does that even mean?”
“I did track and field and learned the piano. I studied hard.”
She turned back to him. “Sounds like an all-American boy. What about play dates and hooking up with friends at the mall?”
He shook his head. “Definitely none of that.”
“Do you have any siblings?”
“I have a brother, but he was quite a bit younger than me.”
“And was he as okay with that kind of life as you were?”
Jordan pondered that for a moment. “I never thought of it like that, but probably not. He was a rebel, and got into a lot of trouble.”
“Such as?”
“Ditching school and getting drunk.”
“And, naturally, you didn’t do either of those things?”
“Now you’re making fun of me. Don’t make it sound like I was stuck up. I had my moments of acting out.”
“I wouldn’t dare suggest otherwise, and now you have my undivided attention and curiosity. What, pray tell, did you do that could be construed as acting out?”
“I once had two girlfriends at the same time,” he blurted. And I filled in for the football team when I’d told my parents that I was at the library studying.”
Her eyes widened, then narrowed. “Whoa, there. The second one sounds like a normal reaction to being told what you could or couldn’t do. As for the first, I hope it’s not a story you’ve repeated to too many women.”
“They were twins. It was complicated.”
“Are you trying to get me to never speak to you again?”
“No, why?”
“Jordan, you can’t be that dense. I have twins,” she enunciated very slowly.
He looked thunderstruck. “You’re right. What was I thinking? You’re the only woman I’ve told that to, and I have no idea why. I knew it was wrong, but in my defense, it was actually their idea. They were very close and they both wanted to go out with me in high school. They couldn’t decide on who should, and no way was I going to choose.”
“I can’t believe I’m even discussing this, but how did it end?”
“They found some brothers who fit their boyfriend profile much better than I did.”
“In that there were two of them?”
“Precisely.”
Suddenly, they were both laughing.
Jordan pointed at her. “What about you? What’s the worst thing you ever did?”
“Are you kidding me? How about getting knocked up and having twins with no husband in sight?”
“Did he know about the girls?”
She looked down, the laughter drying in her throat. “He knew. He left before they were born, but we’d known since the scan at twenty weeks that there were two babies, and that they were girls. I also contacted him after the births, which went against every instinct not to, but the girls deserved a father, so I gave him the option to be involved.” Megan was playing with her handbag straps, twisting them hard. “He was busy with his company, but he wished me luck and offered to send money.”
“Well, that’s something.”
She looked at him like he was an alien. “Was it? Anyway, I refused to take it.”
He hesitated but seemed incapable of letting the matter rest. “Why would you do that when you were struggling?”
“I didn’t want his guilt money. If he’d asked to see them, or helped out in any way with their physical care, I would have welcomed it. But he didn’t want anything to do with them. I got that he didn’t love me, but I can’t forgive him for not trying to love my girls. It was, is , hard work, but I owe him nothing, and that’s how I like it.”
“Won’t they ask to see him when they get older?”
“I’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. For now, we are all the family we want or need. A man would complicate things, and I don’t have the time or the energy for those sorts of complications.” Her eyes felt like they were brimming with her depth of feeling, and she need to get away from Jordan before she lost all control.
Fortunately,