“She’s nothing like Lexi. She’s something else entirely. She’s … I don’t know what she is, or why we've become what we have, but she’d never accept being here and I’m not sure I’d want her to.” “Why?” “She’s not meant for this. For us. For me.” He chuckles, long and low, and eventually blows out some breath like he’s trying to ease the tension surrounding that laughter. “Chivalry at its finest. First for a Cortez, no doubt.” Smiling a little, I refill my glass and relax further into the couch. “How about you just talk to her? She might surprise you.”
