Tapping her fingers against the counter, she watched the second hand move around the clock that hung on the diner wall. The waitress refilled the coffee mug in front of her, and Lauren gave her a smile. So far that morning she’d drunk enough coffee to keep an elephant awake. The night before she’d left Kevin’s and started toward home. Half an hour from his house, she’d changed her mind and headed for Greenwich, Connecticut where Callie and Dylan spent most of their weekends now. She’d arrived in a small town not far from Greenwich around five o’clock. Too early to visit Callie, she found the twenty-four-hour diner and had been drinking coffee ever since, waiting for the clock to hit nine. While still on the early side, Lauren figured Callie and her husband would be awake by then.
Lauren reached for her coffee, more to give herself something to do than because she wanted any more. The box with Kevin’s engagement ring dug into her leg, a constant reminder of the previous night’s events. She’d tried to leave it with him. No matter what she said, though, he refused to take it back, insisting she hold onto it until she made her decision. Fed up with arguing with him, she stuffed it into her jeans pocket and had not looked at it since. Now, as the extra-strong coffee slid down her throat, she pulled it out and slipped it on her finger. Even in the florescent light, the ring sparkled. She’d expected the large diamond to look gaudy on her hand, yet the unique ring looked perfect. As if it’d been made just for her. Knowing Kevin, it had been designed with her in mind. In the time they’d been together she’d learned Kevin liked to have the best of everything. He’d view an engagement ring in much the same way.
She glanced up at the clock again as the cell phone in her purse rang. Anyone but Kevin, please. Lauren pulled out the phone. Should I answer it? The number didn’t appear familiar. Regardless, she answered it anyway. She had time to kill.
“Hey,” an oh-so-familiar male voice said.
Before she realized it, Lauren dropped her left hand into her lap so that the large diamond no longer glared up at her. “Nate, hi. What’s up?” Since his last visit when she’d told him she needed time, they hadn’t spoken. Not that it had mattered. He’d still been on her mind and in her dreams.
“I got two tickets to a Celtics game from someone at work. Interested in going tonight?”
She hadn’t attended a Celtics game since college, but before that she and Nate had gone all the time. “I’m not around today.” Under the counter she played with the ring on her finger.
“Right.” His single one-word answer spoke volumes.
“I’m visiting Callie.” She didn’t owe him any explanations. She had the right to go wherever she pleased with whomever. Still, something pulled at her, insisting she confirm that she wasn’t with Kevin. “I haven’t seen her since the retirement party.”
“Tell her I said hello.” The suspicion she’d heard moments ago disappeared from his voice.
“I will. Have fun at the game.”
He should not have called her. When he left her house, he promised Lauren space and time. He’d meant it, too, but the wait was killing him, as was the thought of her with someone else. Every time an image of her with Kevin popped up, his insides rolled over. So even though he’d intended to give her the space she wanted, when two Celtics tickets fell into his lap, he thought of her first. Over the years they had attended many games in Boston together. He’d hoped some time together at a game again would help remind her of what they’d once shared.
When she said she wasn’t around, anger and dread sucker-punched him. Only her admission about visiting Callie helped relieve the coil of dread wrapped around his heart. His Lauren wouldn’t lie to him. If she said she was with Callie, then that was where she was. Even if she had been with Kevin, he would have had no grounds for objection. She had every right to spend time with whomever she chose, just like him. In his case though, he had no desire for any other woman. In truth, during their years apart he’d hardly dated, and he had never developed a lasting relationship. On those rare occasions when he did date, it had been more for something to do rather than because he wanted a woman in his life.
What about her? How many relationships had she been in? Had she looked at another man and thought about marriage?
Thanks to his mother, he knew she’d never been engaged. His mom had always hoped they would get back together and made sure she dropped him hints about Lauren’s life over the years. He had almost convinced himself she had never gotten engaged because she still loved him. But her reluctance to take him back made him wonder. Maybe the real reason was because she’d never been asked.