Avery wanted to look elsewhere but he couldn't help but stare at her. It had been so long since he heard that laugh or saw that smile. It was as if no time had passed and outside of a makeover, she was the Brooke Brunson he had met in Colorado. He didn't care that she seemed close to Jaden. In the outfit she wore he didn't care for anyone around.

I wonder if she still tastes the same. The thought was out there and as if she knew, Brooke looked his way. What Brooke and I had is dead and gone. He sighed looking away. He knew it was for...