Granted, we hadn’t slept much, but my brain was on information overload. Our relationship had been so strained, and most of it was because of me overreacting and jumping to conclusions, which Bentley had forgiven me for. I guessed it was my turn, so I agreed to hear him out.He handed me a cup of coffee and sat next to me. “Thank you for staying.”“You didn’t give me much choice.” I blew on my coffee before gingerly taking a sip.“Andi, you always have a choice.”I raised my brows, and he scrubbed his hand across his face.“Look, I didn’t handle this correctly, but to be honest, having you here with me last night was more important than anything else. I’d been dreaming of having you in my arms again. Please forgive me for not broaching the subject of London. When Scott told me about this position, I thought it was great timing. We weren’t seeing each other, and if I was thousands of miles away, I could try to keep my mind off you.” He placed his hand on my knee, which made chills race up my spine.“The thing is I’m happy for you.
