Now I was stuck and Rhys, who had spent months being an attentive, thoughtful friend suddenly ghosted me as well. Well, I was used to it from my best friend, I wasn't taking it from the guy. I wanted answers and I was going to get them. It's not like I didn't know where to find him. And find him I did, the very first night I was back in town I found him . . . and I ignored him because dammit, he ignored me first and I was going to make him suffer.

Too bad I was pretty sure I really was in love with him and it hadn't been just a fluke.

Shit had hit the fan and it was all my fault. I had been going on with my life completely oblivious to the rest of the world and just doing my own thing. I was always respectful to the women in my life, if maybe a little neglectful of their feelings. Not my sisters, their feelings were always important. No, the women I took to bed. If their feelings weren't the same as mine, a one and done and never speak again, then we would merely be acquaintances because I did not want a deeper connection to any woman ever.

Until I met Darby and she broke me. I could no longer be that thoughtless, fun loving, man whore. And when my easy loving ways had gotten my family into trouble I knew I had to take a step back and make some changes. Okay, a lot of changes. So I did and I cut everyone out of my life who wasn't family, included Darby.

Too bad she was the only one who could put me back together and make me whole again. Hopefully I hadn't ruined what we'd had and I could fix what I'd damaged.