Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
“There are only three reasons a man is noncommittal. He’s a fisherman, a milkman, or a priest.”
I glanced up at her. “You’re going to have to explain that one.”
“A fisherman knows there are plenty of fish in the sea, and he doesn’t want to spend his life eating cod when there’s tuna and striped bass that he still hasn’t tasted yet.”
I wasn’t sure if Minnie realized her euphemism for a player was rather gross—eating fish. But I got her point.
“I really don’t think that’s Hunter’s issue. Although maybe I just don’t want to believe he’s like that. My gut says it has nothing to do with needing to move on to the next woman.”
“Alright. Then maybe he’s a milkman. Good woman at home, and yet keeps going out to make deliveries to unsuspecting housewives.”
I laughed. “I don’t think that’s possible. I’ve been to his house, and there’s no sign of a woman. Plus, Derek and Anna would know if he had a serious relationship.”
“Then he’s a priest.”
I cut the tape on the last finger I’d wrapped, and smoothed it down as gently as possible. “He’s definitely not a priest.”
“I didn’t mean he doesn’t like a little no-pants dance. A priest is someone who sacrifices for the benefit of others,” Minnie said. “They’ll give up their own happiness so the people in their flock don’t get hurt.”
Hmm. “But why? What could he possibly be trying to protect me from?”
“He knows your story. Maybe he’s afraid to let you down, or that he’s not good enough for you.”
I scoffed at the last part. “Hunter Delucia has more confidence in his little pinky than I do in my entire body.”
“Sometimes confidence is worn like a mask to shield people from seeing insecurities.”
“I suppose. I just … that doesn’t seem to fit, either.”
“Maybe the last woman broke his heart. Has he ever had a serious relationship before?”
“Once.”
“Did he tell you what happened?”
“No. He actually gave a really vague response, and I have no clue why things ended.”
Minnie lifted her newly wrapped fingers and wiggled them around. “Might want to see if you can get more information about that.”
* * *
After Izzy went to bed, I curled up with a cup of tea and picked up my cell. It was almost eleven in New York, but still only eight in California. I’d thought all afternoon about my conversation with Minnie and decided going straight to the tight-lipped source wouldn’t be half as productive as calling my best friend.
“Hey,” Anna said. “It’s the fairy godmother.”
I smiled. “You know, when I was little, I always imagined my fairy godmother looked like Stevie Nicks.”
“I think Stevie Nicks would be a kick-ass godmother. Maybe I should see if she’s available instead. Pretty sure she lives in L.A. Then again, who knows, I might have you here after all. Derek said you and Hunter were all kissy face.”
My shoulders slumped. “I wouldn’t count on it.”
“Oh no. What happened?”
“We had a great two months.”
“Okay…”
“And … we had a great two months.”
“You don’t think a long-distance relationship will work?”
“It’s not me. It’s Hunter.”
“He doesn’t think it will work?”
“I have no idea. We basically agreed to be fuck buddies for a minute. Now it’s over.”
“Do you want more?”
“Yes. No. I don’t know.”
“You sound sure of yourself.”
“I like him, Anna. A lot. Way more than I wanted to.”
“Oh, honey. Does he know how you feel?”
“I haven’t come right out and told him, although he knows I have feelings for him. But he won’t even let himself consider giving things a go.”
“Why?”
“And there’s the million-dollar question.”
Even three thousand miles away, Anna knew I was hurting. Her voice softened. “God, I’m sorry, Nat. I told you when you first met that I knew he dated a lot. But so do a lot of guys. I thought … you know, sometimes it just takes the right woman to come along.”
Sometimes the unspoken words are heard the loudest. I wasn’t the right woman for Hunter. While that hurt to think of, it also reminded me of the woman I’d been curious about.
“Let me ask you, do you know the details of what happened between Hunter and the woman he dated for a long time?”
“Summer? Not really. I know they met while in college, but they’d broken up before I met Derek. The only thing I really know is she called Derek a bunch of times after Hunter broke it off. She’d have a few drinks and call him, all upset about the breakup.”
“He broke it off with her?” For some reason, I’d assumed it was the other way around and he was skittish because his heart had been broken. Oh wait, maybe that was me.
“Yeah. He definitely broke it off. Although I don’t really know why. Derek never said, and I never had a reason to ask. But let me poke around a bit.”