Jo set her jaw so her lips wouldn’t tremble and tried to figure out a way to make a graceful exit. “I’m, uh, I’m embarrassing myself,” she said. “I can go eat in the break room. It’ll just take me a minute to clean this stuff up.” She reached for her tray.
“Wait,” Terrell said. “Hang on.”
She glared at him. “I’m not trying to get your pity. It’s cool. I promise.”
“No. Wait.” There was something so intense and steady about his gaze that Jo found herself sitting still. “The last nasty breakup I had, I was dating someone from the college.”
He was opening up to her!Jo folded her hands in her lap and tried to present the right mix of sympathetic and attentive. “What happened with her?”
“Well…” Terrell cleared his throat. “He straight out dumped me. When he figured out that I wouldn’t let him just yank me around.”
Jo blinked, stared, then blinked again. “He.”
“Yeah.”
Relief rushed through her. There wasn’t anything wrong with her. She smiled. “Thanks for telling me that.”