This was insane! Ronan telling me he had feelings for me. What about Lorraine? Wasn’t he seeing her? I phoned her back and made arrangements to meet her for coffee in town.
“I see the post was removed.” Lorraine sat down across from me. We met at a quaint little coffee shop at the edge of town, not far from where she worked. “Do you think that would make a difference?”
I thought her voice sounded a bit cold. She couldn’t blame me for Ronan’s feelings, it would be un-fair.
“I hope so. I wouldn’t want James to see it.” Not that there was anything happening between Ronan and me. “Are you still seeing him?” I asked, trying to sound casual.
Her fingers played with the mug, moving it around on the brown leather coaster. “No, he’s not my type.” But she didn’t make eye contact.
“And he’s not mine either. So, don’t make too much of it.” I said sharper than I intended.