Derek’s hand shot out and caught my arm. “Claire, wait.” His grip wasn’t tight enough to hurt, but it stopped me in my tracks. I glared at him. His face was tense, jaw tight, brow furrowed as if asking for… understanding? He let me go and stepped back, hands raised. “Please. Just hear me out.” I took a deep breath, preparing myself for his excuse. Probably something detached and half-hearted, typical Derek. “Nothing happened with Savannah,” he blurted out.This was unusual.“She got drunk at the banquet and asked me to take her home,” he continued quickly. “That’s it. I didn’t even want to be there.”“I never asked,” I said. “I know,” he said. “I just didn’t want you thinking…” He reached out for me, but then pulled back his hand.I looked at him, eyebrows raised, waiting.“Thinking I was on a date with her or something,” he continued lamely.“Derek,” I said. “Whoever you date, or don’t date, is none of my business. We’re divorced.” He flinched. A tiny movement, barely perceptib
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