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He had a tragic allure, one that screamed sorrow and loss. I knew that pain all too well. Recognition hit me in a flash and I spun around, hurrying back in the direction we’d come. That man was up here to grieve, and we’d just intruded on his private moment.
One look at her and the pain in my hand vanished. Her chestnut hair was long and full, parted in a perfectly straight line down the middle. It hung past her shoulders in thick, silky strands. Her deep-set eyes were the color of my favorite dark-roast wood stain. Her lips were plump beneath the regal bridge of her nose. The green forest light illuminated her olive skin. Her classic beauty was out of place on my dusty porch.
A dining room table that looked exactly like the one I would have made for myself.
Of all the neighbors I’d had before, and there had been many, Kaine was far and away my favorite.
A sense of pride filled my chest, squeezing out the pain from past memories. Knowing I was the cause of his smile and laugh was empowering. I did that. Me. I made Kaine smile. He made me forget.
Handsome was an understatement.
“Oh, Jesus,” I groaned after swallowing the first bite and digging in for more. “This is going to save my life.”
Them. Her. Us. I wanted it all.
Maybe backward was the only way we’d end up forward.
“Gotta make sure you’re fed every hour, on the hour. Like a bear.”
Magic hands. Magic sperm. Magic man.
And as a perpetual planner, living in limbo made me twitchy.
“Somewhere along the line, you stole my heart. I’m going to steal yours in return. Just wait and see.”
Except without my past, I wouldn’t have Piper.
“Don’t promise,” she whispered. “Prove it.”
But it was time to stop letting a tragedy run my life. It was time to stop moving backward.
Basically, I’d gone crazy.
