“Bree, is there something you want to tell me?” Trent asked, his hand on top of hers in the sand.
Slowly, Bree nodded and pulled her phone out of her pocket. “Yeah, I guess you could say that. Do you know why Hank was so upset last night?”
Trent nodded, and she was surprised. She’d assumed he had no idea. “He still has feelings for Monica, I guess. He went out with her a time or two before she and I started dating. I wouldn’t have gone out with her at all under the circumstances, but Hank said it was fine.”
“Apparently, it’s not fine,” she said, looking into his eyes.
“I guess not. But by the time I realized that, it was a little too late. Besides, Monica insists she never had serious feelings for him. So even if I stopped seeing her, that wouldn’t solve Hank’s problem.”
“It might’ve made him feel better. At least he wouldn’t have to see her all the time and know he couldn’t have her.”
“That’s a good point.” Trent shrugged and looked out across the ocean.
