Because of Lila(26)

He sank down beside me and sat on the sand. I didn’t offer part of my towel. If he was going to make us do this, then he was going to get a sandy bottom.

“Breakfast was interesting,” he began.

“Yes,” I agreed.

He gave a soft chuckle. “You were the last person I was expecting. I was almost convinced I’d made you up in my mind.”

That was ridiculous. “Get drunk like that often?” I asked just to be snarky.

“Never. Rarely. I’m sorry I was last night.”

I bet he was sorry. “I can imagine.”

He didn’t say anything for a few moments. I studied the notebook in my hand.

“After the third dance . . . I, well, things go black. I remember nothing.”

He was reminding me again how forgettable sex with me was. Great. Just what I wanted to discuss. I wasn’t sure I believed that anyway. How did one just black out?

“You’re not going to tell me what happened are you?” he said when I didn’t respond.

I shrugged. “Nothing really. We walked. You stumbled a bit. I sobered up from my brief buzz, and then I left you with your aunt.”

If he didn’t remember it, then I wasn’t going to give him a recap. It would be my secret.

“That’s it?” he asked.

“That’s it.” I wasn’t a liar. I avoided looking at him when I confirmed the lie because I knew my expression would give me away.

He sighed. “Then why do I get the feeling you hate me for something? The girl I remember from last night was friendlier.”

Not going to answer that either. “You were drunk. You don’t know if I was friendly or you just thought I was.”

He smirked then. “You went for a walk on the beach with me. That’s pretty damn friendly.”

He had a point. I lifted my gaze to meet his, and was honest about what I was willing to be honest about. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. Last night was my first time alone in a bar. It was my first time dancing with a stranger and drinking with one. I thought it was a memory I’d have, not something that I’d have to face at breakfast the next morning.”

“I was surprised but happy to see you when I walked in. I’d regretted not getting your number. It was like I had a second chance.”