It was already late, and Emily had long since changed into her pajamas, ready for bed. She had just transferred to a new team at work, with plenty of adjustments to make. And beyond the changes at the office, she’d been dealing with Aaron—and his family.
The way they found out about the divorce still made her feel guilty.
But no matter how much her mood was affected, she couldn’t let it mess with her routine.
So when her phone rang at that hour, and she saw it was one of Aaron’s friends, she didn’t really want to answer. Out of politeness, though, she picked up—pretending at first not to know who was calling.
In the dimly lit booth at the bar, not a single sound was made.
Aaron sat off to the side, eyes lowered, not looking at the phone, but every muscle tuned to catch any sound from
