He might as well have told Kristine that he’d invited her to the cabin because he was pathetic.Just seeing the surprise on Liam’s face when he’d said he had a woman with him for the weekend had been embarrassing enough—his little brother clearly knew he got zero action. Or at least had a string of casual first and second dates and nothing more. Women got tired of him fitting them in an hour here and there every two or three weeks.Then Kristine had asked him why he hadn’t pursued their divorce and the truth had hit him hard—the answer was simply because he hadn’t wanted to sever that connection. Sure, some of it had been pure avoidance, but why was that? Because even now, after all these years, he still wished it had worked out. That knowledge had continued to frustrate him and he had been just agitated enough to go and blurt out he was lonely.God, he’d made himself sound like a total creep who had conned her into staying on a remote island with him because it was the only way he could get a date.Ironically though, making himself look like a loser seemed to be the very thing that took Kristine off her guard.
