Chapter 18: Denver

Kate's POV

Nobody answered me, so I picked up the laptop.

Brannigan Build.

Site lead.

A hundred and forty thousand dollars a year, and a start date three weeks away.

I read it standing in the garage doorway in Devin's flannel, with the cold coming up through my bare feet.

Then I set it down on the step again, very gently, because I wanted to throw it.

"When did you get this?" I said.

"The Thursday before the funeral," Cal said.

"You've been in my bed since the couch."

"Yes."

"You've told me you don't lie. You swore."

"I haven't lied."

"You left it out."

His face changed.

He knew exactly what I'd said, and so did I.

"That's not the same," he said.

"Tell me how it's different from four months."

"It's not four months, Kate, it's a job."

"It's the biggest thing in your life, and I found it on a step."

"I was going to say no."

"Then why didn't you say it?"

He stood up.

He towered over me, bare-chested in jeans, with the floodlight behind him.

"Because I wanted somebody to ask me to stay," he said. "And I didn't want to be the one who begged."

Silence.

I looked past him at Devin.

Devin was still sitting on the lower step, staring at his hands.

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