ALWAYS BEEN YOU

ed the door to his

the nearest chair. Then he walked to the bar... Taking a bottle of red wine and a

rigerator, took out a carton of juice and lifted it to h

t into the dark night and after a moment heard a flurry of mov

and a large gray dog burst into t

e said. "I mi

e scratched the dog's wiry head and laughed. "And you are a bit of a scruff bag, too. If you ever

inet. Then he walked back to the sitting room and sat down. He poured out a glass of wine

ne wasn't so far away. His brother Dillon was close too, though he had a family now. They had wanted to remain close together. Just as they were when the

now how to cook. The smooth flavor of the wine was on

about what he wanted, so he di

mn bag of barbecu

ilding 'Crimson Bay' was ready. He was happy.. But very t

k. What else could it be about? He was tired and right now, he was going to rest. Afte

he didn't think he had to strength to get into the

traight to the bedro

ll as

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vell stared

eply. She began to pace her living room. She began to regret her

hours... Actually days to bri

Who she hadn't seen in years.... Five years to be exact. They hadn't even spoken to each other... In five fucking years. And she had just texted him.. Ask

she didn't even expect him to. And yet the fact that h

n talk her into this. She shoul

building is going to be perfect for you

dea?" she had asked. "Consider

ing actually happened. You guys were the ones who made s

lk her into it. Katherine stared at her phone again. Still no reply. She was getting pissed... At Jensen

as going to get it from her. She knew he was just trying to help her. But his help was mak

hallway interrupted he

d son, Timothy st

om" he

ied. "Why are you up?.

e me" said Tim, scratchin

aid. "I'm sorry I woke you up... Bu

re you up, mom? Is

.. Or phone call... I'm not sure what I was expe

ing your mind now... Are you?... You know I

t... And No... I'm not changing my