After Tessa disappeared for about twenty minutes with Lucas, she demanded that Jason take her home. Tessa’s pale face and red eyes kicked him in the gut. He wanted to go pound Lucas for whatever that jerk had done. Instead, he took Tessa home. He offered to talk to her. To listen, whatever. She merely shook her head and went inside. Didn’t even invite him in. So Jason, unsure what to do, went on home and stripped out of his fancy suit. He’d told her she could call him if she wanted to talk, but he doubted she would. He cracked open a beer and relaxed on the couch, hoping it would bring him some clarity. Because tonight’s date hadn’t done anything but confirm that Tessa was still very much in love with Lucas. And where did that leave Jason? He didn’t know. He felt like the worst kind of asshole for trying to force his hand on someone who wasn’t interested.
