She seemed to consider his question for a moment. “I don’t dislike Adam. We’ve just never...connected.”
“How long have you known him?”
“Since I started working at the gallery. Nearly five years ago now.”
“That’s a long time not to connect with someone.”
“Perhaps,” she acknowledged. “But I don’t think connecting is a function of time. We’re too different.”
Soon after, Sam ran out of questions, and he needed to take Chelsea back to the gallery. He dropped her off there and said good-night.
But he found himself thinking about her as he drove home.
He was drawn to her in a way he couldn’t remember being drawn to anyone else...other than Katherine. He’d been tempted to ask Chelsea about her relationship with Joel again, but he didn’t want to cross the line from business to personal. Her reaction to his impromptu question in the car had told him she was sensitive about it.
Didn’t it just figure that when he finally met a woman he could be interested in, it was during an investigation and she was in a relationship. Even if those obstacles didn’t exist, he recalled her comment about not connecting with Adam Sinclair because they were too different.
Weren’t they too different? Sam wondered grudgingly as he let himself into his apartment. Not from his perspective. And her comment about connecting not being a function of time? His own reaction to her had been almost immediate, so he had to agree.
It was only when he closed the door behind him that he realized he’d neglected to ask her what she’d meant about this being one of her worst days.
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