“You never mentioned anything about that to me before.”
“I know, but it’s been on my mind for a long time. The other day I saw the right apartment for me and grabbed it.”
“Why didn’t you tell me? I would have helped you move.”
She knew she’d hurt him. “I would have asked for it, but since this apartment is furnished, all I had to do was bring over my clothes. If you’ll come for dinner, I’ll explain more.” Tamsin told him her new address.
There was another pause before he said, “I’d rather take you out for dinner. I’ll be there at seven.”
“Then I’ll be ready.”
“Does Chinese sound good to you?”
“Perfect.”
After she hung up, her sister’s observation that she’d moved so she could have private time with Cole had struck a deep nerve. It made her question her own motives. Sally had a way of doing that. If Tamsin had made this move because of Cole, it had to have been on a subconscious level. It terrified her that it might be true because that meant she wasn’t over Cole and never would be!
“Tamsin—”
She gripped the phone tighter. “Yes?”
“Nothing,” he murmured, before hanging up.
Oh, boy. Dean was no fool. He knew something serious had gone on for her to move from the ranch without saying a word to him.
For the rest of the day she did laundry and took a few outfits to the cleaners. When he came to her apartment at seven, she didn’t invite him inside. After explaining that she was hungry, they left for the restaurant.
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