West catches the little box, then opens it to find the engagement ring nestled inside, still sparkling and winking in the light. It always mocks me with what might have been, so I stopped looking at it long ago. Mostly.
He sets it on the bed. “This is yours, Eryn. Keep it. I never expected you to give it back.”
“But you never expected to slide the matching wedding band on my finger, either, did you? Now that I know you’re filthy rich, I guess you’re not too broken up about spending thirty thousand on a ring.” When he opens his mouth, I wave his words away. “Whatever you’re going to say, I don’t care. You and I are ancient history, and nothing will change the fact you turned out to be an asshat whose best talent lies between the sheets.” I grit my teeth. “Ugh, I have to stop pumping up your ego. If I could get a decent sex life, that would help, but I’m still better off without you. So just go. I’m going to eat my pizza and watch a marathon of La Femme Nikita. Or Kill Bill. Blood and guts will make me feel better.”
“You hate violent movies.”
He remembered that, too. That makes me even sadder. Once upon a time, I swore we were perfect for each other. “Maybe since I learned to hate you, I’ve learned to love them.”
As soon as I spit the words out, I clap my mouth shut. Damn it, I don’t want to be combative, emotional, or bitter. Booze and West combined have killed my composure.
No, I threw it out the window. Somewhere in my head, I realize I’m not acting like a grown-up. I’d love to be mad at him for that, too. But it’s my fault…with some help from merlot.
“I’m sorry.” He pins me with solemn eyes. “That I left you with a mess. That I didn’t explain. Most of all, I’m sorry that I hurt you.”
His sincerity penetrates my alcohol armor. Tears prick my eyes. God, I don’t want to be vulnerable to Weston Quaid ever again. “Fine. Apology accepted. Now will you go away?”
He shakes his head. “I can’t.”
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