His Fathers's Ring, His Son's Touch

ra'

nter, pulling my coat t

med Theo with tired eyes and a kind smile

with three pumps of white chocolate mocha and a heavy splash of

up. Big day

still had time before heading to the office. If

the dark espresso marbling beautifull

ks, T

ding with a wall of solid muscle and expensive perfume. The lid of my cup popped, and splashed on h

o sorry-I was i

ched in my throat, dying there. My eyes traveled up from the coffee-sta

ca

he had walked out of our apartment in the middle of the night without a note, a word, or

is hair was slicked back,

low rasp, a sound that se

thed, the name

everythi

t suggested she had never known a day of struggle in her life. Her brunette hair was gather

r; she looked at me with the pity one reserves for a clumsy stranger. She turned to Lucas, dabbing at his chest.

he reached up to catch her wrist. Ther

s mar

ne, intense and unreadable. He looked like he wante

tilting as she finally registered the charged silenc

burn. "I'm sorry," I managed to choke out, my voice sound

pped a twenty-dollar bill onto the counter for the mess, and bolted. A

s doors and inhaled a breath of

appearance triggering a spiral that had forced me out of the city and into a job that nearly cost

ooked like he hadn't spent a single n

myself, clutching my empty hands into

the universe decided I

late,

son didn't even loo

e was an accident on my w

h a dangerous shade of red. "They pulled out. They felt our firm lacked the 'attention to detail' they requi

id, my voice trembling as I held up m

pack your

hat followed

ir

took a chance on you despite the gap in your resume. Cl

eling like it was tilting beneath my fee

, I jus

ck. I didn't move. I watched my coworkers leave one by one, their glances a mix of pity and a

he office building and was met

didn't have a job. And I de

hin minutes. The rain was heavy, blurring the neon li

ing in my throat. It's all Lucas's fault

hing to stop the water from dripping down my neck. I didn't hear the s

uddenly, the world w

t, my heart leaping into my throat,