“I’m too old for her.” Jessie snorts. I narrow my eyes. “What?” “You were too old for her when she first stepped foot in this bar, ya fucking creep. But it didn’t stop you then, so why should it stop you now?” She has a point, but… “That was just supposed to be a one-time thing.” My fucking chest hurts as I say it. One time was never going to be enough with Kendra. “You have things in common?”
