Now, he was home.He’d deal with whatever came along and try to find things that made him happy.If there was any chance he could be with Emma the way he’d dreamed about for a decade, he’d have everything he’d ever wanted.
He was only twenty-nine years old, but his future looked bleak and lonely to him.He just hoped it would get better over time.
Chapter Two
Damon sighed when hesettled in the passenger side of Trent’s car.
“Hey, man.I’m sorry I couldn’t get leave to attend your parents’ funeral.”
Trent nodded as he started the car.“We understood.We knew you were there in spirit.”
Damon nodded.“Take me to the closest motel...”
“No, you’re staying with me,” Trent said.
Jesus, the thought of being that close to Emma made his body harden instantly.
“She doesn’t live at home anymore,” Trent said.
Damon’s head whipped toward him.
“What do you mean?Why isn’t she home?”Fuck, he was afraid of the answer.Had she found a man and fallen in love?
“Emma came home from college when our parents died and she stayed, finishing her college courses online.She didn’t have it in her heart to go back.She started working at a bank in town after she graduated.One day, about a year or so ago, she moved out and into an apartment.She also changed her position at the bank.”
“What the hell happened?”Damon asked.
“I don’t know.I tried to get information out of her, but she closed herself off from everyone.She now works from her apartment and rarely goes out.She doesn’t like when I check in on her.”Trent ran a hand through his hair in frustration.“Fuck, she doesn’t smile anymore.”
The Emma he knew or used to know was always happy and laughing.
“The night you left changed her, too.It was subtle, but I could tell.”
“How?”Damon asked.
“It was like she’d grown years older overnight.Don’t get me wrong, she still looked happy, but sometimes I could tell it was forced.”
