Mission: Colton Justice. Jennifer Morey

she did. Alcoholism is a disease. Maybe she wouldn’t have drunk if she could have helped it, especially with Jamie in her life. I don’t think she was irresponsible. She had a problem and, yes, she should have gotten help. Maybe she would have if the accident hadn’t robbed her of the chance.” She looked around the restaurant as the few memories of Tess came to her, smiling, sunny Tess. She faced Jeremy again. “She seemed so much stronger, like she could beat it.”

      He nodded. “She was strong, up until she started drinking again. I should have seen the signs.”

      “You can’t hold on to regret.” Was that what he was doing? He professed his love for Tess, but in the next breath had confessed he hadn’t trusted her. He’d even said he’d held back.

      Adeline grew uncomfortable with the way she internally rationalized his thoughts in a way that might open a door for her to pursue him romantically. That could come with some ramifications. He seemed reluctant to love, period.

      “Why haven’t you ever married?” he asked, startling her some. Why had he asked such a question?

      “I’m only twenty-seven.”

      “That’s marriage age. You’ve gone to college, you’re established in your career. Aren’t you ready yet?”

      Was he asking for himself or in general? She found she hoped for the former. “I was in a serious relationship for a while. I met him in college. He told me he was going on to law school. After we graduated, we lived together. I got to work and he never went to law school. He also didn’t get a job—not any job.”

      “You supported him?”

      “Yes. He was looking for an easy way out. I don’t think he ever really wanted to work. I think he looked for a free ride, and I was it. I heard him talking to one of his friends who must have asked why he wasn’t working and he said he didn’t have to because his girlfriend made enough money. I asked him to leave the next day. He refused, so the next time he left to go out, I threw all his things outside, changed the locks and got a restraining order. He tried to beat the door in. He did break a window. Luckily the police arrived right after that, or he might have climbed in and attacked me. Scariest night of my life.”

      Jeremy’s jaw had opened farther as he listened. “Did he abuse you?”

      “No, never. He never lost his temper before that, either. And I never saw him again after that night. I heard a few months later that he was working as a waiter somewhere and living with his parents.”

      “Everybody’s got to start somewhere.”

      She laughed shortly at his sarcasm. “I sometimes shudder to think I almost married him.”

      “He asked you?”

      “All the time. But I didn’t trust his unemployment. I didn’t really mind making all the money. I actually felt proud, accomplished, empowered as a woman. I just didn’t like feeling used.”

      Jeremy’s mouth had closed by now and he looked fondly at her, turning his wineglass in a circle. “Did you love him?”

      “I think I did when we moved in together.”

      “But then he showed his true colors?”

      She liked that he was so intuitive. “Yes, I suppose so.”

      “How long ago was that?”

      “Gosh. Four years now.”

      “And you tell me it’s been a long time since I lost Tess.” He chuckled softly, and then sipped his wine.

      Their food arrived. Adeline started eating, all the while wondering how much her experience with her ex-boyfriend had tainted her appetite for love...or men. She looked across the table at Jeremy. She certainly had nothing to fear from him in the way of finances. With him, her apprehension in getting involved centered on Jamie and Tess. Even now a chill seized her when she thought of the day she’d have to leave. She’d lose her son all over again. She didn’t think she could survive that.