There is a smile on his face but insecurity in his eyes, too. Strange. And that’s when it really hits me. I truly regret what I did, because every time I run into you, I see the beautifully intelligent and dynamic woman I foolishly let slip from my grasp. He truly regrets letting me go. That insecurity has been present in his stare every time we’ve run into each other. Even when he was deep inside me, I saw the same look. Despite his cool, alpha businessman demeanor, he’s insecure when it comes to me. Which only means one thing. He really likes me. And hell . . . I really like him.
