Chapter 27: Too Much to Lose
I sat quietly as the waiter poured our wine. Xander didn’t say a word. He looked down at the menu and quickly placed his order. I hadn’t even had time to register that I had one in my hand.
He looked good. The small scar on his forehead distinguished him.
Once the waiter had gone, Xander looked up at me and pierced me with his dark eyes. I looked hard into them, searching for the warmth Charlie had for me when we were together. I couldn't find it anywhere.
“So, you could begin telling me about how we know each other.” His words were cold and distant compared to what I was used to coming from Charlie.
“Well,” I began, but couldn’t quite form the words. His intense stare threw me off. I took a slow sip of wine before I continued on. “I found you on the beach one morning when I went for a jog. You were lying face-down in the sand. When I turned you over, I saw that you had cuts on your arm and forehead.”