The Returning Ex

“For some reason, I thought about the time you and I went to the Morgans’ company when you called,” Ian said.

Why did he think of that? Nothing big happened. As a reply, she smiled. “And? Were you thinking of Simon and Sally?”

“No,” replied Ian. “Only you.” He kept on staring at Sophia.

Sophia was about to say nothing happened that day, but the serious look on Ian’s face and the gentleness in his eyes made her bite her tongue. Oh no, that look in his eyes. I don’t like it. She gasped. “Why the serious look? It’s making me nervous.”

A few moments later, he smiled. “I know you knew I was using you that day.”

Sophia said nothing as she pursed her lips, her silent surprise an affirmative answer, so he sighed. “I did think of using you that day, and you found out about it.” Nonetheless, since she didn’t ask, he didn’t say.

That wasn’t a big

his eyes became gentler, and he sat up slowly. “I’ve seen many people over the years, but you’re the first who helped me without asking

was confused. What’s he talking about?

Ian didn’t take his eyes off her. “Sophia, I’ve kept my feelings hidden all this time. But today, I want to tell you all

a surprise, Ian. You’re here too?”

with his hands in his pockets, who had showed up from nowhere. Sophia’s mouth formed an O. This guy’s gone for days

he was interrupted, Ian couldn’t say what he wanted to, so he

smiling. “I thought I’d drop in and say hi

frowned. So what? There’s no need for a surprise

down at the coffee table, where a teapot and teacup sat. A moment later, he looked away and said,

surprised to see you here too, John.