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softly when he looked at me. I raised a brow and pursed my lips,
knowing he wasn’t going to cut me any slack; and it seemed in that moment that
friends was something he was aiming for.
    “Wyatt, this is my
friend,” I looked up at the stranger and smiled apologetically.
    “Atticus,” he said,
extending his hand to Wyatt in greeting.

 
    Of course your name is Atticus. Fitting.

 
    Wyatt leaned
forward and accepted his hand, giving me space, but quickly resumed his
position next to me, wrapping his hand over my shoulder. “Care to join us?”
Wyatt asked.
    Atticus looked
around, trying to locate a familiar face to save him… Hell, I wanted him to find someone so Wyatt’s
stupid game could be over.
    “Sure you don’t
mind?” Atticus asked.
    “Any friend of my
girl’s is a friend of mine,” Wyatt said.
    Yeah, that was a
flutter.
    As much as I wanted
to hate how he made me feel, I liked the flirting. And after everything I had
been through, the way Wyatt looked at me and the way he talked to me made me
feel something I couldn’t explain. While sometimes it made me uncomfortable
because I was still legally married, it also made me feel…wanted?
    “So how do you know
Viola?” Wyatt asked, knowing that we had only met moments before.
    Atticus smiled at
me and I quickly changed the subject.
    “That last guy was
amazing.”
    “Yeah, Bob performs
almost every week,” Wyatt said.
    “Bob? A voice like
that belongs to a guy named Bob?” I asked through a laugh.
    “What’s wrong with
Bob?” Wyatt asked.
    “Nothing at all…I
just figured with all those tats and his intimidating build, he’d have a name
like Damien…or Ryder. Something dangerous and mysterious.”
    Wyatt and Atticus
looked at me and laughed.
    “Apparently you
have strong opinions about names,” Atticus said.

 
    Just don’t ask me what I think of your name. Because then it will get
all awkward when I blurt out that it’s pretentious and probably a name you gave
yourself because your name is really Chris.

 
    Before he could
ask, a woman walked on stage and cleared her throat as she began speaking. I
didn’t get a chance to catch what she was saying because my phone started to
ring in my hand. I glanced down and saw Dani’s face flash on my screen.
    After Jolie, she
was the person I relied on the most. She helped me get to a better place when I
told her about Will and the affairs. She even offered to send her football
player boyfriend over to kick his ass. It was a tempting offer.
    I looked at the
guys and excused myself.
    “Hurry back, babe,”
Wyatt said and added a playful wink.
    I narrowed my eyes
at him and I headed for the front door.
    “You move to L.A.
and you never call anymore,” Dani said when I answered the phone.
    “Well, you know I’m
just so busy now,” I joked as the
door shut behind me, leaving me on the somewhat quiet street.
    “I still don’t
understand why you didn’t just move out here to San Diego.”
    “Just my luck, I’d
move out there and then Tabor would be traded to somewhere on the East Coast.”
    “Bite your tongue,”
she laughed. “Besides, he’s got at least another six months of rehab on his
leg.”
    “He’s doing okay
though, right?”
    “Yeah, he is. But
that’s not why I’m calling. How are you ?
Really.”
    “I’m doing better.
I don’t love it here yet, but I think as long as I was in Spring Park, I was
going to be miserable. Too many reminders.”
    “I talked to Jolie
the other day. She mentioned she’s going out there to see you in a few weeks.”
    “She was supposed
to visit, but then her ass of a boss said that she needed to reschedule.”
    “Look, I promise
I’ll come out this summer.”
    “What about your
program?”
    “That’s what
volunteers are for. And since Tabor is involved, we have no shortage of those.
They can afford to do without me for a week or so.”
    “I can’t wait,” I
squealed.
    The door opened,
causing the bell to ding, and I stepped aside