![]() ![]() His touch never strayed far from his wife. I just thought I heard… I was reminded of someone I once knew.”ĭamon slid his hand from Serena’s arm and picked up his glass of wine. “Is something the matter?” Damon Roche asked.Ĭole turned back to his friend and dinner companion and cast an apologetic glance in Serena Roche’s direction. But he couldn’t find the source of the burst of laughter, nor did he hear it again. He scanned the interior of the restaurant, his eyes sharp as he took in each table. How he’d hurt her when it was the very last thing he’d ever wanted or intended. It still hurt him to bring her to mind years later. Not because she’d slipped from his mind, but because he’d willed himself to stop thinking of the beautiful, shy eighteen-year-old girl who’d meant the world to him when he was in his early twenties. He hadn’t thought about her in a while now. The memory of her still had the power to make him ache. And then he thought he’d heard it before. ![]() He turned, seeking the source of the captivating music. So effervescent and full of unfettered joy that it arrested him and he couldn’t remember what he’d been thinking just moments earlier. Her laughter was the first thing that caught his attention. ![]()
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