[FUTURE] Dinner...
Annie had gone to the funeral because she had cared about Porter, yes, but she had loved Webb. She'd owed it to his mother to see how he was holding up. One thing had led to another and... well, Annie didn't regret doing what they'd done.
Inside, she'd needed the catalyst to end her farce of a relationship with Jai. Not because she was going to go racing back to Webb like Jai had suspected, but because she didn't love Jai. She never had. She cared about him and she didn't want anything bad to happen to him but, and he understood this once he'd put into words the t-shirt issue, she would always love Clayton Webb.
Coffee had followed and from that, a dinner invitation. The location didn't go unnoticed. The same restaurant where they'd once discussed just how complicated they were then, Annie was certain that they were far more complicated now.
Walking in, she looked toward the table they'd been seated at before and saw him waiting, facing her. Never with his back to the door. The little nuances that she remembered, even years later, made her smile just a little.
She'd worn a black skirt and a red top, low black heels and left her hair down. As she slid into the seat across from him, she flashed him a larger smile and said hello.
Inside, she'd needed the catalyst to end her farce of a relationship with Jai. Not because she was going to go racing back to Webb like Jai had suspected, but because she didn't love Jai. She never had. She cared about him and she didn't want anything bad to happen to him but, and he understood this once he'd put into words the t-shirt issue, she would always love Clayton Webb.
Coffee had followed and from that, a dinner invitation. The location didn't go unnoticed. The same restaurant where they'd once discussed just how complicated they were then, Annie was certain that they were far more complicated now.
Walking in, she looked toward the table they'd been seated at before and saw him waiting, facing her. Never with his back to the door. The little nuances that she remembered, even years later, made her smile just a little.
She'd worn a black skirt and a red top, low black heels and left her hair down. As she slid into the seat across from him, she flashed him a larger smile and said hello.