What I Did

Kaden

I told him enough in the text to make him clear his schedule. When I arrived, he was finishing up with work. Striding toward me in the lobby, I was struck again by how much he and Ember looked alike.

They were both dark haired, so dark their hair was almost black. Eyes the color of emeralds framed by thick, black lashes looked out over the world with burning intensity and easy humor, all at the same time.

It was only their body types that were different. Ryan was as tall as I was at six-two and almost as muscular. Ember was five-foot-something and fit with her shoulders perfectly under my arms, her face in the crook of my neck when she was in my arms. She was soft and curvy, with none of Ryan’s muscled planes and sharp edges.

A deep line cut between Ryan’s eyebrows as he walked up to me. “What’s going on? I just saw you a couple of hours ago.”

“Yeah, I know, but between then and now, a couple of things have happened. I quit my job. I’m not going back to Marx Inc.” Anger laced in