they’d promised to
just sit quietly and watch, and Sal gave in.
She waved at all three of them as they walked away, showing a
complete disinterest in Lorenzo, and he was glad for that. It was insane what
seeing her again had done to him. He’d begun to think what he’d felt that night
was a fluke. It made absolutely no sense. Their entire conversation that night
had been generic flirting, nothing of substance. They were two people out
looking for the same thing—a glorious release with no strings attached. But
what he felt when he held her . . .
Tonight’s different. I need this.
Admittedly, he’d thought of her words from that night more than
once in the weeks following that night. What had she meant by needed this? Obviously, she was either going through something or had just recently gone
through it, but he hadn’t dared ask her to elaborate.
Seeing her now only confirmed something further. He’d been right.
She wasn’t like the girls he was used to doing the hit-it-and-quit-it thing
with. If he ever ran into any of those other girls, they’d immediately smile
wickedly—offering a silent invitation to hit it again if he ever wanted to. Olivia wasn’t the first girl to utter the words “I don’t usually do this” to him. She
was just the first girl he actually believed, and he still had no idea why .
Sal nudged him, and he turned to see both Sal and Romero staring
at him. Romero smirked.
“ Hello? ” Sal said a bit annoyed.
Lorenzo regarded them both, confused. “What?”
“I asked you if you want to take two cars or one.”
Romero laughed now. “Yeah, like three times! And you just stood
there staring out into space.”
Shaking his head, Lorenzo forced a smile. “I’ve just had a lot
going on at work. I was still thinking about everything I have to anticipate tomorrow.”
He agreed to take one car, his. Sal was paying for the
nine holes of golf they’d be playing. Sal told him more about the puppies he’d
gotten for the kids and some funny stories about the many adventures they’d
already had trying to train the pair.
It was the distraction Lorenzo needed to get his mind off Olivia.
Then they got on the fairway, and his cousin asked him about the last thing he ever
wanted to talk about again.
“So you and Linda don’t talk at all anymore?” Sal asked as they
waited for the guys before them on the first hole to finish up. “I thought for
sure you two would work through whatever it was that went wrong. You two seemed
so solid.”
It surprised Lorenzo that Sal still didn’t know the details of
what had happened. If he did, Lorenzo was certain he wouldn’t be stupid enough
to bring it up. The only ones who knew why things had ended so abruptly were
Vince and Daniel. He was actually glad that Daniel, his emergency room
attendant friend who’d called him that awful night to tell him about Linda
being brought in, was in a relationship now and never around anymore. Hanging
out with him was just another reminder of that night. But it surprised him that
Sal didn’t seem to have a clue how badly things had ended. His wife and Vince’s
wife, Rosie, were sisters. He knew his brother told Rosie everything, and he
figured she’d likely told her sister who in turn would’ve mentioned it to Sal. It’s
what married couples did, right?
It’d been long enough, and Lorenzo was over it, but he still didn’t
see the point in talking about it. So he figured if he was honest enough about
it Sal would know why he’d prefer not to. Sal had asked him about it once
before when it was still too raw, and Lorenzo had been vague. Even then, Sal
seemed to have the notion that it was just a silly argument or something they’d
eventually get over. It was likely why he was now asking, so Lorenzo made sure that
after today his cousin never brought it up again, even as casually as he was
now.
“She went back to her ex,” he said simply then added, “Nikki’s
dad.”
It was enough to stun Sal silent