Eddie realized she’d forgotten to apologize to Theo Kendrick.
Chapter Two
“Eddie! This is the second morning in a row you’re having breakfast here. What’s up with that?” “Keep it down. I’m trying to avoid drawing more attention to myself.” Joyce laughed. “You don’t have to try. I’m so used to seeing you at the pub, I didn’t recognize you outside of it. It’s to do with how our brains perceive information. If you don’t expect to see something, you don’t see it, even if it’s standing right in front of you. Hang on a tic, I’m going to get myself a coffee.” Another trivia buff, Eddie thought as she recalled the brief conversation she’d had with Theo Kendrick a couple of days before. So far, he’d had all his meals at the pub, which made avoiding him near impossible. Not that he’d made any effort to engage her in conversation. In fact, he always seemed to be on the phone. Desperate to at least spare herself the sight of him first thing in the morning, she’d been hiding out at Joyce’s Café down the street. “I thought you only read fiction,” she said when Joyce returned with her coffee. “It’s been fairly quiet around town so I’ve been reading up on useless information. It fills the void in my head.” Joyce drew out a chair and sat next to her. “So who’s looking after the pub?” “The boys, of course. I played the pity card.” Eddie sighed. “I don’t like my chances of trying it for a third day in a row.” Seeing more customers walking into the café, Eddie lowered her head and focused on her coffee. “You’re going to do your head in thinking everyone is talking about you.” “But they are.” Eddie threw her head back. “I made such a fool of myself.” “And you’re still here. The condition isn’t terminal.” “So why does it feel like a life sentence?” For two months she’d been rehearsing how she’d ask Adam to be her date so she wouldn’t have to go to Sophie Wright’s wedding alone, only to see her efforts blow up in her face. “I don’t know what happened. I’ve tried figuring it out but it makes my head hurt.” “You spent too much time working up your courage. Whenever Adam came into your line of vision, your voice trailed off and we all disappeared.” “Why didn’t you tell me? You should have stopped me.” Joyce stirred her coffee and sighed. “Infatuation’s a bitch. You had it bad.” Eddie tried to deny it but deep down, she suspected she had been head over heels in infatuation, or at least convinced she should try to be because it was better than not being interested in anyone. “I’m blaming my last birthday. Who knows what I’ll do when I turn thirty. It would be best for everyone if I left town.” “Adam is a good guy. He won’t rub it in.” It was Eddie’s turn to sigh. “I’ve seen your new guest drive by in his convertible,” Joyce said after a brief silence. “If I had a guy who looks like him staying under my roof, I wouldn’t dwell on someone like Adam.” “Newsflash. While I like your coffee better than ours, Theo Kendrick is the other reason I’m here.” Joyce chuckled. “I wish I’d been there to see your attempt on his life. I hear it was a close call.” “If I hadn’t pulled back at the last nanosecond, he would have ended up pinned to the wall.” She covered her face with her hands. “Remember the movie you forced me to watch for the umpteenth time?” “Pride and Prejudice ?” Eddie nodded. “One of the lines keeps crisscrossing my mind. I could die of mortification . Honestly, I didn’t know what to say to the guy.” “You’ll have to give me a heads up when he’s at the pub. I wouldn’t mind a closer look.” “Sure.” Eddie was about to take a sip of her drink when she saw him. Her hand dropped. The cup rattled on the saucer. “Speak of the devil.” She took in the smooth line of Theo Kendrick’s body. The broad shoulders.