"Glad to hear you're so concerned," he said. He knew that she had hit it off pretty well with Mary, and he'd have to pass on that he'd run into her.

Ryan's lips twitched. "Let's be honest, Alisa. Did you want to talk to me when I walked in? I'm doing the polite, sociable thing. Meet an ex, say hello, politely catch up. It's how things work." It was true. He could have just pretended he hadn't seen her, ignored her, and moved on, but Ryan wasn't that sort of guy. Or if he was, things hadn't gotten to the line where he no longer felt the need to be a nice, sociable person.