Chapter 73

• Marilyn's POV
• Conner retreated from what I had assumed was his plan to get me to accept an erotic relationship on his terms. He didn't say a word to me. It was as though he was ashamed that I knew the truth about him, that he either despised love because of a bad ex or that he just didn't think he was capable of love.
• On purpose, I decided to withhold the information that had occurred from Marilyn. The evening was approaching and I was eager for a drink, just not in a loud place. After getting dressed in a shirt, black jeans and flat boots, I went to a coffee shop that sold cocktails on their menu. They didn't have many customers, so I took my time and enjoyed my creamy cocktail in silence, which suited me fine because I wanted to avoid talking to anyone at all. The server, who was very friendly, glanced smiles at me from time to time, he must have thought I was a loner.