job had been going well but the company was going through lots of cutbacks, and since Dani had the least seniority, she was one of the graphic designers that was let go. She was given a great letter of recommendation though, and fortunately she was able to snag a job at another company—even though it took almost three months. Now she was basically restarting the same job she’d started right out of college, but at least she was employed again.
She didn’t like to think about the “what-ifs” in life, although sometimes it was hard to avoid, but she knew that some of the trials in her life had definitely altered her course. Her brother was now doing better, which was a blessing. But after a serious car accident the year before, several surgeries to fix the damage and no insurance to cover it, the family really had to pitch in to help out. Dani didn’t think twice about raiding her savings for the cause because it was her brother, but if she just hadn’t lost her job right after it… She never would have lost her apartment, and she never would have moved in with Brian.
Things could have been so much easier.
But then again, would she have met Van? Those were questions she couldn’t answer, but Dani was willing to accept the previous struggles in her life if it meant a future with Donavan Kemp.
Brian was obsessed—and he was tormented and unsettled. No, there was no way Dani would have gone home with that asshole after the night at the club. There was just no way. But the more he thought about it, the more agitated he became . They seemed pretty comfortable around each other, like they were well acquainted. He couldn’t figure out where she was living, and then she shows up with this guy and two meatheads to help her move out? And Brian still couldn’t recall if the guy had a name. Surely someone had spoken it while they were clearing out Dani’s stuff, but nothing came to him. If he could remember a name, maybe he could investigate the apartment complex again.
Ah, but he had a visual of the truck. It was the same black Ford the guy had parked at Indigo . That was the key, he thought. The truck. He hadn’t been able to see the plates, but in time he’d figure out who this guy was. He’d drive over to the apartment complex to look for the truck. He had nothing else to go on, but if he could just establish who Dani was staying with…
Brian did return to Van’s apartment building . But after a few trips up and down the street, and a drive through the alley where the tenants had park ing spaces, he couldn’t find the truck . He found Dani’s Honda on the street, but not the black Ford. He didn’t know what to think, but he was now sure that Dani was sta ying in this apartment building whether it was with Mr. Tough Guy or not.
He found a spot on the street to park and just sat there for a few minutes. He decided to call Dani, even if it was just to say she’d left a jacket and a few other things at his place, but she didn’t answer t he phone. It went to voicemail and he didn’t leave a message.
He got out of his car and walked toward the entry of the apartment complex . He paused for a second, debating which plan he was going to use. At the same moment, a woman came up from the opposite end of the sidewalk, her arms loaded with groceries.
“Here, let me help you with those,” Brian smiled.
Marnie paused suspiciously , but ultimately handed him the bags in her right arm that were about to fall . “Thank you. Just to the elevator is fine.”
“Sure.”
He held the door open for her and then followed her into the building, pleased that things were going his way.
“You new here?” Marnie asked him as she pressed the button to the elevator.
“Uh, no. I was just here to see a friend, but I forgot which floor she’s
She didn’t like to think about the “what-ifs” in life, although sometimes it was hard to avoid, but she knew that some of the trials in her life had definitely altered her course. Her brother was now doing better, which was a blessing. But after a serious car accident the year before, several surgeries to fix the damage and no insurance to cover it, the family really had to pitch in to help out. Dani didn’t think twice about raiding her savings for the cause because it was her brother, but if she just hadn’t lost her job right after it… She never would have lost her apartment, and she never would have moved in with Brian.
Things could have been so much easier.
But then again, would she have met Van? Those were questions she couldn’t answer, but Dani was willing to accept the previous struggles in her life if it meant a future with Donavan Kemp.
Brian was obsessed—and he was tormented and unsettled. No, there was no way Dani would have gone home with that asshole after the night at the club. There was just no way. But the more he thought about it, the more agitated he became . They seemed pretty comfortable around each other, like they were well acquainted. He couldn’t figure out where she was living, and then she shows up with this guy and two meatheads to help her move out? And Brian still couldn’t recall if the guy had a name. Surely someone had spoken it while they were clearing out Dani’s stuff, but nothing came to him. If he could remember a name, maybe he could investigate the apartment complex again.
Ah, but he had a visual of the truck. It was the same black Ford the guy had parked at Indigo . That was the key, he thought. The truck. He hadn’t been able to see the plates, but in time he’d figure out who this guy was. He’d drive over to the apartment complex to look for the truck. He had nothing else to go on, but if he could just establish who Dani was staying with…
Brian did return to Van’s apartment building . But after a few trips up and down the street, and a drive through the alley where the tenants had park ing spaces, he couldn’t find the truck . He found Dani’s Honda on the street, but not the black Ford. He didn’t know what to think, but he was now sure that Dani was sta ying in this apartment building whether it was with Mr. Tough Guy or not.
He found a spot on the street to park and just sat there for a few minutes. He decided to call Dani, even if it was just to say she’d left a jacket and a few other things at his place, but she didn’t answer t he phone. It went to voicemail and he didn’t leave a message.
He got out of his car and walked toward the entry of the apartment complex . He paused for a second, debating which plan he was going to use. At the same moment, a woman came up from the opposite end of the sidewalk, her arms loaded with groceries.
“Here, let me help you with those,” Brian smiled.
Marnie paused suspiciously , but ultimately handed him the bags in her right arm that were about to fall . “Thank you. Just to the elevator is fine.”
“Sure.”
He held the door open for her and then followed her into the building, pleased that things were going his way.
“You new here?” Marnie asked him as she pressed the button to the elevator.
“Uh, no. I was just here to see a friend, but I forgot which floor she’s
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