ent at the Charleston Yacht Club, a gathering h

d into the background

his eyes narrowing. He strode over,

ssed, his voice low enough not to cau

's friends, a man known for his crude

e Ava finally landed you, eh? Heard y

is friend a look that could free

e dangerously soft. "Why don't you play something

at a party while Isabella, his then-girlfriend, watched wit

expectant eyes of Liam's friends, the smirk

he said, her

began to play. Not the simple tunes she' d played for him in her youth. She played a complex, pass

tter. When she finished, there was a moment

He walked towards her, grabbe

with

ically dragging her out of the yach

ouse, the one she' d once

in the car

apartment, Ava pu

ings," she said

er the years – a book, a scarf, a framed photo of them from a family event

hem on his

e expression on his face.

she said. "I won't be ne

tachment will make me want you more?" He so

nally, that she wanted nothing to do with him, that h

ne rang. Is

ller ID, and his fac

"Yes, of course. I was just... dealing with s

ng on his lips. "Alright.

arlier confusion gone, replaced by

ready heading for his bed

st made her knees buckle. He was leaving. He'