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hands
outstretched and reaching for hers. She placed her hands in his and waited for
him to speak. “I think you’ve been a really good friend to him. I have no
doubts that he’s noticed that as well, but he is too blinded by his own grief
and selfishness to see it. You’re beautiful and smart, funny and caring. You’ve
looked out for him for years. I’ve seen it. Hell, everyone has seen it. I care
about you, Soph, a lot, but I don’t want to start something if you aren’t sure
about how you feel regarding Abe.” He gave her hands a gentle squeeze.
    The
dark depths of his eyes pierced the shell she’d erected around herself, and she
felt a little bit of herself slip away. She wanted to try this with Hunter,
wanted to see where it led. Too many of her years had been wasted on longing
for something that might never happen. She would still be there for Abe, still
help him out, and hoped he did the same for her. Sophia just wouldn’t let her
life be consumed by Abe Rochester any longer.
    Returning
the pressure on his hands, she said, “I’d like to move forward. I’d like to
give us a try, Hunter.” He graced her with one of his blinding smiles and she
felt her heart melt just a little bit.
    “That’s
good, Soph. That is so good.”

 
    Chapter
Eight
     
    “Mother
fucking shit!” Abe threw the wrench he had been using across the garage and
rubbed his bruised thumb.
    “Hey,
man, you know there is a law against abusing tools, don’t ya?” Red’s laughter
was evident in his voice, but Abe wasn’t in the mood for this shit. He scowled
at the older man and picked up the screwdriver. He had been working on the
engine for the last four fucking hours, and he hadn’t gotten anything
accomplished.
    He
had come straight to the shop to work through what he was feeling after Kid’s
call. All he could think about was where she was right now and who the fuck she
was on a date with. He’d checked his phone about fifty fucking times, hoping
that maybe she’d called or texted, but always he saw a blank screen. There had
been plenty of times that he had thought of calling her, ruining her fucking
date so all she could think about was him, but he wasn’t that big of a bastard. When he really reflected back on his time
with her, really thought about all the fucked-up things he had done, he knew he
was the biggest bastard of all.
    “You
wanna talk, man?” Red got down on his haunches beside Abe, but his focus was on
the motor Abe was working on. Abe was no one’s fool. He knew that Red was
trying to help him out, trying to be the person he was able to unload his shit
on, all the while looking unconcerned. He was a good man, a real good friend,
but Abe just didn’t think he could handle dishing out all his feelings.
    “Nah.”
    Red
nodded once and stood.
    “Well,
I’m here if you want to talk about your girl.”
    Abe
looked up at him, unsurprised Red had known what bothered him.
    “You
know, I used to have a friend, a girl that took care of me and didn’t ask any
questions. She was gorgeous and kindhearted, but I didn’t see what was right in
front of me until it was too late.” Red looked out the bay doors, as if he was
lost in thought, and despite his better judgment, Abe found himself asking the
question that plagued his mind.
    “What
happened to her?” He knew Seth Red wasn’t married, and as far as he knew, he
didn’t have a girlfriend either. For a long while Red didn’t move, didn’t say a
damn thing, but then he turned to Abe with an almost lost look on his face.
    “Not
sure. Last I heard she married some guy and moved to Montana. She is no doubt a
mama by now and has that little house and white picket fence she was always
talkin’ ’bout.”
    Abe
didn’t ask any other questions, because the hard look in Red’s eyes told him it
probably wasn’t safe, but Red surprised him yet again by continuing.
      “What I do know is that if I could change it
all, I would, in a fuckin’ heartbeat. I would