problems.
âWhatâs that?â Darwin asked.
âThis,â he replied, waving his hand around the large office suite. âYou come in here every day, work your butt off, and then at night, Henley takes you home so you can start all over again. That canât be what you want out of life, is it?â
Darwinâs throat closed up, so he simply shook his head.
âBeing alone for so long isnât healthy. I know youâve got people around you, but it isnât the same. Theyâre family, and Iâm starting to understand that, but do you feel comfortable talking to them about personal matters like this?â
âNo,â Darwin whispered, his voice harsh. He placed his rocks glass on the marble side table beside his seat. He glanced over at his brother, expecting to find pity. Instead, he saw understanding.
âI know weâre just starting to mend the fences, but if you ever need to talk to someone, you can call me. If you donât want to talk to me, Mila would be more than happy to hear from you.â
His eyes burned, and Darwin knew tears wouldnât be far behind. He hadnât cried for years over Deanâs loss, and the memories had faded a bit with time, but now he could picture him, clear as anything. His smile, which always warmed Darwinâs heart. His eyes, which twinkled with mischief. And his arms, which had given Darwin comfort, even when theyâd known their time together would soon run out.
âIâm afraid,â Darwin admitted.
Kent slid closer to where Darwin sat. He reached out and put a hand atop Darwinâs. The warmth chased away the chill that the liquor couldnât touch.
âI get that. Itâs scary putting yourself out there again. What if he doesnât like you? What if it doesnât work out? But stop asking that. Think about what happens if it does. Youâve got to take the chance, because if you donât, youâre only going to have a life filled with more regrets. And those are a worse hurt than if things go wrong, believe me.â
Darwin straightened in his chair. He stopped thinking about himself for a minute and gazed at his brother. He could see the sadness in his eyes, and Darwin recognized it for what it was. Heâd seen that look many times when heâd stared at his own reflection. Kent now lived with the regret of their parentsâ final years. The attitude heâd developed, which caused a schism to form in the family.
âMom and Dad loved you, you know.â
Kent gave a half shrug. âI gave them enough reasons not to. In my mind, I had money, I had friends, and we could party from sunup to sundown. But that life got old after a while. The thrills didnât come as easily. People wanted more from me. To buy them things, take them places. Before I realized it, I had lost myself and didnât really care if I came back from it. I disappointed our parents and you. And it seemed easier to just let it go than try to fight to get it back.â
He had never seen Kent in that light. To Darwin, heâd always been a scrapper, fighting for what he believed heâd been due. Saying heâd given up hurt Darwinâs heart, because in all honesty, that was what heâd done after Dean died. Maybe he and his brother werenât so dissimilar after all.
âWhen Mom and Dad told me they were going to make me head of the company, I protested. I told them it should be you, not me. They each gave me a sad smile and told me that you were on a journey right now, and that until you decided it was finished, it might be some time before you came back.â
âThey were right. I wouldnât have if I hadnât met Mila. She gave me so much shit when we got together, because she knew I had potential. And even then I misused that.â
âMeh. She got you whipped into shape,â Darwin replied, grinning.
âShe did at that. Which brings us back to the subject at
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