Dinner was fine, though it seemed like the food was the last thing any of us were paying attention to. We had what anyone else would've thought was a normal conversation, but it didn't take a psychic to know we were all thinking about our previous night together. All of Blake's physical affection was for his daughter. She was the one he put his arm around walking to and from the car. She was the one he sat closest to in the restaurant. And while I could see he admired how I looked that night, again it was Hadley that earned his intent stares of love and affection.
I never felt the slightest bit of jealousy. I had a secret of my own and a good idea of what the promising future had in store for me. But being with Blake and Hadley was like a foreshadowing of it. And the thought of what I had
