something.
Eboni shook her head. “Your mother told you she wanted me to apologize too, right?”
He nodded.
Busted. She didn’t think she’d done anything wrong, but she wanted to be a woman of her word. “Fine. I’m sorry for calling your mother on you. We’re both grown-ups. We should know how to resolve issues without a mediator.”
He shrugged. “You’re right.” Then he backed out of the spot and headed to the road. “And you’re not sorry.”
She started to open her mouth to refute his claim.
“You’ve apologized . But there’s absolutely nothing sorry about you.” He scanned her with a slight smile before driving back on the road.
“Did you just flirt?” Eboni crossed her arms and pressed her back against the door as he drove.
“Nope. Just stating facts. Lord knows, I don’t want to make your boyfriend jealous.” He put his hand to his chest to express sincerity.
Eboni laughed. “You are so transparent. Just ask me if I’m seeing someone.”
“I don’t care about that. Why would I care if you’re dating or married? It’s not like we’re going to date each other again.” He accelerated down the road.
“You got that right.” She glanced out the window. “Besides, I’m sure you have lots of little groupies throwing themselves at you. We love you, Guns.” She puckered her lips and made a kissing sound.
He laughed. “Really? You think I would go for a woman like that?”
“I have no idea what you want anymore.”
Gunnar glanced at her.
She finished off her statement. “And I don’t care.” In her mind, Gunnar had pushed her away so that he could go off and have a different life, one that didn’t involve her. “Let’s get through this for Elizabeth’s sake. Any problems we have, we talk about it. Agreed?”
Gunnar regarded her for a moment at a traffic light. “Agreed.” He continued on back toward his mother’s house.
“Will you turn down this road?” Eboni pointed to the right.
“Why? What’s down there?”
“The center. I want you to see what it’s like now.” She watched Gunnar shift in his seat as he kept his stare on the road. “I think if you saw the state it’s in now, you’ll feel differently about helping.”
“Or I’ll feel exactly the same.” He glanced at her when they stopped at another light.
A stray hair escaped from Gunnar’s messy ponytail. Eboni had to fight the urge to secure it back behind his ear. She shouldn’t care what he looked like or about making him happy. He certainly hadn’t thought about her when he’d left.
“But I’ll go.” Gunnar turned down the street and headed to the center. “I don’t want you thinking I’m inflexible. A lot can be said for someone who recognizes his mistakes and wants to right the wrongs of the past.”
Eboni stared at him. She couldn’t get drawn into Gunnar’s web and world again. She had no doubt in her mind that once Elizabeth got better and came home, he would be out of Virginia and back in Vegas fighting again.
Gunnar pulled into the sparsely filled parking lot of the Oceanfront Community Center. “So far looking exactly like it did when I was here.” He turned off his rental and got out first.
He crossed the front of the SUV and opened Eboni’s door. He’d been here less than a day and she’d already gotten used to him opening doors for her. That alone should make her feel uncomfortable. Eboni couldn’t get used to him and his ways. Disappointment always followed her complacency.
As he’d done before, he helped her out and escorted her over the slick terrain to the building. The automatic doors did Gunnar’s job. He allowed her to walk inside first and followed her.
The sounds of basketballs dribbling off hardwood floors echoed through the open floor plan. A circular ramp ran up the right side of the wall to the upstairs area.
“That used to be the game room up there.” Gunnar pointed up.
“There are a couple of game rooms still up there. Mainly there
Eboni shook her head. “Your mother told you she wanted me to apologize too, right?”
He nodded.
Busted. She didn’t think she’d done anything wrong, but she wanted to be a woman of her word. “Fine. I’m sorry for calling your mother on you. We’re both grown-ups. We should know how to resolve issues without a mediator.”
He shrugged. “You’re right.” Then he backed out of the spot and headed to the road. “And you’re not sorry.”
She started to open her mouth to refute his claim.
“You’ve apologized . But there’s absolutely nothing sorry about you.” He scanned her with a slight smile before driving back on the road.
“Did you just flirt?” Eboni crossed her arms and pressed her back against the door as he drove.
“Nope. Just stating facts. Lord knows, I don’t want to make your boyfriend jealous.” He put his hand to his chest to express sincerity.
Eboni laughed. “You are so transparent. Just ask me if I’m seeing someone.”
“I don’t care about that. Why would I care if you’re dating or married? It’s not like we’re going to date each other again.” He accelerated down the road.
“You got that right.” She glanced out the window. “Besides, I’m sure you have lots of little groupies throwing themselves at you. We love you, Guns.” She puckered her lips and made a kissing sound.
He laughed. “Really? You think I would go for a woman like that?”
“I have no idea what you want anymore.”
Gunnar glanced at her.
She finished off her statement. “And I don’t care.” In her mind, Gunnar had pushed her away so that he could go off and have a different life, one that didn’t involve her. “Let’s get through this for Elizabeth’s sake. Any problems we have, we talk about it. Agreed?”
Gunnar regarded her for a moment at a traffic light. “Agreed.” He continued on back toward his mother’s house.
“Will you turn down this road?” Eboni pointed to the right.
“Why? What’s down there?”
“The center. I want you to see what it’s like now.” She watched Gunnar shift in his seat as he kept his stare on the road. “I think if you saw the state it’s in now, you’ll feel differently about helping.”
“Or I’ll feel exactly the same.” He glanced at her when they stopped at another light.
A stray hair escaped from Gunnar’s messy ponytail. Eboni had to fight the urge to secure it back behind his ear. She shouldn’t care what he looked like or about making him happy. He certainly hadn’t thought about her when he’d left.
“But I’ll go.” Gunnar turned down the street and headed to the center. “I don’t want you thinking I’m inflexible. A lot can be said for someone who recognizes his mistakes and wants to right the wrongs of the past.”
Eboni stared at him. She couldn’t get drawn into Gunnar’s web and world again. She had no doubt in her mind that once Elizabeth got better and came home, he would be out of Virginia and back in Vegas fighting again.
Gunnar pulled into the sparsely filled parking lot of the Oceanfront Community Center. “So far looking exactly like it did when I was here.” He turned off his rental and got out first.
He crossed the front of the SUV and opened Eboni’s door. He’d been here less than a day and she’d already gotten used to him opening doors for her. That alone should make her feel uncomfortable. Eboni couldn’t get used to him and his ways. Disappointment always followed her complacency.
As he’d done before, he helped her out and escorted her over the slick terrain to the building. The automatic doors did Gunnar’s job. He allowed her to walk inside first and followed her.
The sounds of basketballs dribbling off hardwood floors echoed through the open floor plan. A circular ramp ran up the right side of the wall to the upstairs area.
“That used to be the game room up there.” Gunnar pointed up.
“There are a couple of game rooms still up there. Mainly there
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