That got his attention. “What?” “I know you were dating Tess, but she was too much of a people pleaser for you,” Ainsley said, a shrug in her voice. “I figured you’d get the blonde out of your system and then settle down with Lena. She was always the one, wasn’t she?” Lena Booker. Honestly, he hadn’t thought about her in years. But if pressed, he would admit that his eyes sometimes drifted around crowded galas or auctions, searching for someone. Not anyone in particular, he’d always told himself. But someone. She was always the one, wasn’t she?
