When Jason had proposed to me back at spring break, I had started planning immediately, knowing I wanted to marry him as soon as possible so we’d have the entire summer as husband and wife before us starting college would cut our time in half.
My mother and father had reluctantly given me their blessing, and my father and I had a heart to heart about me working for him and being self-sufficient in case it didn’t work out. He had always wanted me to go to work for him, and now, I agreed. But even with all of that, I’d expected Emmett to always be around, and for that, I guessed I’d not only been thinking selfishly but unrealistically.
I needed to be proud of him and proud that he was making something of himself, for himself. His father sure hadn’t helped him get a leg up. He was an abusive asshole who not only tormented Emmett, but his younger brother Paul, too. Paul didn’t handle things as well as Emmett did, and he was a troubled kid, especially when Emmett wasn’t around to look after him.
“What about Paul?” I couldn’t believe he’d leave him.
“He’s going to be fine. I can’t keep making him my responsibility, or I’ll never have a life of my own. Not only that, Autumn, but we have family who will check on him.”
It still seemed rather sad. I worried that Paul would not survive Emmett being gone, and I wondered if I would, either. “I’ll miss you.”
“You’ll be just fine, too. You have Jason to look after you, and you and he are going to have a wonderful life together.” The music stopped, and he rubbed my shoulders before letting me go.
“It won’t be the same without you around. Promise me that you’ll keep in touch?” I watched his face as it seemed to convey a million emotions, and yet, didn’t change much at all.
“Hey, man, can I have my wife back now?” Jason walked up, and the two shook hands.
“Congratulations, man. I hope you know how lucky you are, and I only hope that one day I have someone as special in my life.”
“You will. Of course, she won’t be as hot or as awesome as my wife, but you’ll be happy.” Jason and Emmett rarely had a serious moment. “I guess you told her?” Jason looked at us.
“Yeah, she kind of pulled it out of me.”
“Well, it’s all good news, right? I mean, you need to get away. It will do you some good.” Jason knew the pressures that Emmett was under at home and how it was affecting him.
“Yeah, I really should be going. I have a meeting with my recruiter.”
“Please stay. You should eat something.” I knew when he walked out of that room, it would be the last time I saw him for a while.
“I wish I could, but I really need to go.” He shook Jason’s hand, and then I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him close to me, catching the stray tear before it ruined my makeup.
“Thank you for everything.”
He gave me one last smile and then walked out of my life.
Chapter 3
Emmett
10 years later
I hadn’t planned on making a career of the military, and now that I had finally completed my engineering degree, I was making plans to end my commitment and not re-enlist. After seeing that it was a great big world for the past ten years, I was ready to find my place in it, a different place, one with no camouflage.
“Hey, Burke.” I heard the voice call behind me and turned just in time for Hardin to pull out a chair next to me.
“How’s it going, Hardin? What are you going to pretend you’re eating today?”
He put his plate down and then sat beside me. “Today, this is going to be a plate of barbecue ribs from this little place down in Texas called Carolina’s. She makes the best barbecue of anyone anywhere, and you can mark my words on that one. I used to have it every time I passed through that town.”
Hardin had never eaten a military meal in his life, at least in his head. He also got the best care packages from home and was never without a cookie in his pocket, even though he was one of the fittest soldiers I had ever known.
“I heard you finished your degree. That’s really great, man.” Hardin was always one to offer friendship and support, and he had been one of my oldest friends in the service. I’d met him my second year, and we’d been close since.
“Thanks. I hope I don’t have too many more days of this.” I pointed to my plate and wished I could daydream as vividly as my friend.
“What do you mean? Carolina’s is the best.” He picked up his fork and brought a lump of potatoes to his lips. “Best damned barbecue in Afghanistan.”
Hardin was always good for easing the stress of the day. After a moment, he put his fork down. “How do you do it, Burke? I mean, you finished your degree, man. That’s a wonderful accomplishment. You are the most disciplined person I know here, and that’s saying a lot in this place.”
“Thanks. I guess I don’t have much to distract me from my goals.” It had taken me a little bit of time to figure out what I wanted, and once I got things lined out, I spent all of my free time studying.
“That’s what I mean. Who you got to share your dreams with, man? You don’t have a woman back home, do you? Cause I never hear about your family or hear you talk about anyone in your life.”
“I haven’t had time. I’ve been studying and working.” Being deployed had made it hard to find company, too, and unlike some of the others who didn’t mind meaningless sex with whoever had a hole, I was more careful. Sure, I’d had my fair share of beautiful women since joining, but I didn’t have nearly as many crazy sexual adventures as some. Most were nothing more than a release, and some had actually been good friends to me since, but no one I’d confide in or share the good news with.
“Man, trust me. That shit ain’t much without someone to love at the end of the day. Someone to live for.” He had told me all about his wife and kids and how they meant everything to him. Not only had I seen all of his family pictures and the things his kids would send him—pictures they’d drawn and gifts they’d sent—but I’d also seen the smile on his face, and I envied him for having a family.
It wasn’t like I heard from Paul, although that really wasn’t his fault, seeing that he was still young when I left, and the last thing I’d heard from our father was that he stayed in trouble. That was the last time I’d spoken with our father, too. He had made it clear that with me walking out on the family, he didn’t want me to come back around. He called me a traitor to the family and had no regard for the fact that I was serving our country and hoping to better myself.
He’d never been much for encouragement. He hadn’t been there for any of my achievements, and I’d written him off years before the military came into my life. Yeah, that wasn’t the kind of story I wanted to tell Hardin. Not when his own family was so loving and seemingly perfect.
I couldn’t help but think of Autumn, and I wanted to tell him that I had loved once, and maybe I still did. I could tell him all about her and how wonderful she was. How I let her slip through my hands, and even worse, how she ended up marrying my best friend. I knew if I told him those things, I’d look like a real dumbass, and the last thing I wanted was to look stupid or be pitied. “I get what you’re saying, man, and I appreciate the encouragement, but I figure I have the rest of my life for love and relationships.”
Hardin shook his head. “Life’s short, man.”
The explosion happened so fast that neither of us had time to move. The wall across the room was turned to rubble, and part of the ceiling sagged above us as a cloud of dust and debris billowed around us. The place was going to come down any minute. We flipped our table over as some came to take cover, and others were doing the same thing to try and figure out their next move.
Everything was muffled, and I felt like I was vibrating, as if someone had rung my bell. The only clear sound was my heartbeat, which was pumping ninety to nothing. I tried to keep calm, not wanting to blackout from the rush, and my first instinct was to assess the situation.
“We’ve got to move.” I looked up, and the othe
rs were already starting to scatter. Some that had crouched down with us rushed for the door, but I wasn’t sure if that was going to take them anywhere.
“Come on, man. I’ve got too much to live for.” Hardin jumped up and ran for it, but I had to go after him to make sure we could find a clear, safe exit.
As soon as I got to the door, there was another explosion, and this time, the roof came down along with the other three walls. It crashed down on us, pushing us to the floor.
Hardin cried in pain, and the sound of agony filled the area, along with gunfire and smaller explosions in the distance. The air around us was filled with smoke. I bent down and cleared the rubble away from Hardin, only to find his leg was ripped open and bloody.
Other than a few cuts and scratches, I was fine. “I’ve got you, man.” I picked Hardin up and held him against me, and then we limped out away from the smoke, hoping to find shelter.
As the smoke cleared, I noticed the gunfire between our soldiers and the enemy was dangerously close, but if we didn’t move, we’d be dead soon enough.
I turned to Hardin, who was growing weaker by the second; his dark face, ashen. “We have to make it to the other side. Are you sure you’ll be able to go?”
“What other choice do I have? If we stay here, we’re dead.” Hardin ground his teeth so hard that I could see the muscles in his jaw twitch. Then, with what seemed like all his might, he shifted on the bad leg, and I worked to take the weight off of it. We waited until our men gave us the all-clear and darted across the area, tripping over debris until the ground became much clearer. Hardin went down, and I stopped to pick him up, draping his body over me as we got to the other side.
I never even felt the bullet as it went into my chest, but as soon as I put Hardin down, I collapsed. The last thing I remembered was turning cold and the taste of dirt and blood in my mouth.
Chapter 4
Autumn
I had just gotten off the phone with a client when Jonathan Blackwell came into the room with a big smile on his face and a gleam in his eyes for me.
“Good afternoon, Jonathan.” I hadn’t expected him to sit down, but then, he always made himself at home around me, especially since my divorce.
“Good afternoon, Autumn. I hope you don’t mind the intrusion, but I wanted to share the good news in person.”
“I appreciate that. What’s the good news?” I waited for him to tell me that the good news was that he’d made dinner reservations or gotten tickets to a play, which was his usual attempt at getting me to go out with him.
“Look for yourself.” He opened his briefcase and pulled out a short stack of papers which he slid across my desk.
I studied the numbers on the page and realized that the company was doing better than ever. Our numbers had increased in all the right places, while lowering where it mattered. “This is amazing! Has my father seen this?”
“Yeah, I just left his office. He’s very proud of you and your work, and I must say, I can’t blame him. You’ve done a fine job here, Autumn. You and your father together are a powerhouse team. You’re going to take this company to new heights.”
“I won’t tell him you said so. He seems to think that since he spent my childhood developing this company, he’s the master.”
“How about we go out and celebrate? I could make reservations at that little Italian place you love so much across town.”
“I appreciate it, but no, I can’t. I have to go and get Penelope from school.”
He leaned in closer to my desk. “I meant later tonight, of course. I mean, I think we’d have fun, and I’m sure you could find a sitter for your daughter.”
“It’s the weekend, Jonathan. I appreciate your offer, but I spend my Friday nights with my daughter.”
“Don’t you think its time you moved on? I mean, I know your husband was unfaithful, but you’ve been divorced for eight months now.” I thought it was funny that he kept count of the months.
“Has it been eight?” I pretended not to have noticed. “I thought I’ve been turning you down much longer than that.” I gave him a smile to let him know that I was teasing, yet not too big of one because I also needed him to know that I meant business.
“Princess, come on. I think it would be fun, and we’d have an amazing time.”
The fact that he called me Princess like my father had since I was born was not doing him any favors. “I’m sorry. I never mix business and pleasure. Besides, I’m not ready to date yet, and it has nothing to do with me not wanting to move on. Believe me. I have moved on, Jonathan.”
He got to his feet and gathered the papers which I had left lying on the desk in their stack. After slapping the ends on the desk, he put them back into his file. His lips pulled into a tight line, and for a moment, I thought he might actually have the nerve to say something to me.
Before he could walk away, my father opened the door and came into the room. “How’d you like that report?”
“I’m pretty proud, Father.”
“As am I. Thank you so much, Jonathan.”
“Sir.” Jonathan nodded and, with a stiff posture, left the room.
“What’s his problem?” Father watched as the accountant disappeared down the hall that wasn’t visible through the glass-front office.
“I shot him down for a celebratory dinner.”
“You should have taken him up on the offer. He’s a good man, makes a lot of money.”
“And he handles ours, which is why I’m not about to get involved with him.”
“It’s just dinner, Princess.”
“And that’s another thing. Would you please only call me that in private? You have called me that since I joined the company, and that fool just called me that.”
“I’ll try and remember, but I think you’re missing my point. It’s about time you get back out there and try to find a companion. Someone who would be good to Penelope and be a great asset to the company.”
“Are you suggesting I date someone based solely on what they can do for the company? Because I don’t think so. I’d like my future husband to be someone who is not tied to this company. No offense, but I’m not going to start bringing work home with me. It wouldn’t be fair to Pen, and it’s not good business.”
My father’s smile spread across his face, causing his cheeks to apple. “I’m glad that you’re thinking with your business brain. You’re probably right about Jonathan.”
“I know I’m right.”
“Well, I didn’t come in here to talk about your social standings anyway. I came to tell you I need you to work this weekend.”
“This weekend? I can’t. I have to take care of Penelope. Jason’s not helping, and he hasn’t been getting her on his scheduled visits or even asking about her for nearly a month now. My days of working weekends are over. I’m going to be there to show her at least one of her parents care.”
“She’s a very understanding child. But it wouldn’t hurt to hire someone to help out.” He folded his arms.
“The company will be fine until Monday. I’m not having someone else raise my child. I know you were content to miss out on everything I ever did in life, but I will not be that parent to my child.”
“You act as though I was never around, and look at us now. We see each other every day. I had to go out and work to make this happen. It didn’t just happen easily, either. I busted my ass for years and provided well for you and your mother.”
“You never provided yourself or your time. You stayed away to escape. You didn’t want a family. You didn’t come to my wedding or the hospital when Pen was born.”
“I’m not going to sit and listen to this. I’ll get someone else to do it. Send my love to Penelope.”
I wanted to tell him to tell her himself, but I laughed and shook my head instead. I didn’t want to fight. As he turned around, I grabbed my handbag from the bottom drawer and my briefcase.
“Where are you going?” he asked from the door.
“It’s
Friday. I have to pick Penelope up from school.”
With a huff, he turned and stormed out, and I closed my window blinds before locking the door and pulling it closed.
As I walked out to my car, I couldn’t help but think about Jason and how he seemed to drop off the face of the earth. It could only mean one thing: he probably had a new girlfriend.
Our marriage had ended ugly, and even though I’d tried many times to give him chances, he continued to be unfaithful. I even blamed myself in the early years and thought he would change, but time and time again, he’d go out with his friends while I was busy studying. He’d even stayed out all night, and once, when my father had me go away with him on a business trip, he’d brought another woman home with him. I learned about it when I’d gotten a terrible case of food poisoning and arrived home early only to find her in my bed.
My pregnancy was stressful, and even though he’d appeared to be there for me, I wasn’t sure he had remained faithful during that time, either, or if he’d just changed his patterns. He had stopped being so blatant with his infidelity after Penelope was born, and I’d been a fool enough to try and stay to make a better home for my daughter.
While I was making that better life on my own, he was having an affair with another woman that had been ongoing for nearly a year.
I got in my car, and after leaving the garage, I made my way to the school where the pick-up line was horrendous. I thought of how many more years I had to do it and realized Penelope was only in the first grade.
The only thing that made me feel better was knowing the end of the school year was nearing daily. It had been a long one already.
As I slowly made my way around the loop, I tried to pick her out from the crowd, and sure enough, she was laughing with her best friend, Paisley. It was sweet seeing her with friends, and those two had been a match since the moment they met. I’d already arranged playdates, and Paisley’s parents were good people.
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