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Post by carter grace bennett on Sept 11, 2009 19:55:08 GMT -5
carter grace bennett .
----i walked in and there you were, looking better than i ever remembered .
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CARTER HADN’T BEEN HERE FOR two years. She had packed her bags and left, and she hadn’t even considered coming back to this place. But plans had changed. Shit had happened. And here she was, back in this small town in North Carolina, surrounded by people that most likely hated her. Carter’s relationship with Kade Bennett had never been much of a secret. She had never wanted it to be. She had loved that man more than anything in the world. He was everything to her. The circumstances around her leaving was something that no one knew. People could guess about it, but they would never understand. Carter hadn’t even realized how good of an idea her leaving was until after she had left and found her father. Maybe she shouldn’t have come here now, but she figured that it would be the last place that anyone would look for her. Who would ever expect her to come back to the place she had fled two years ago? Where all her connections were? It was pretty much perfect, though she was risking everything still by coming here. But Carter couldn’t really think about all that. She couldn’t think about Boston and what had happened there. She couldn’t think about the life she had been leaving. She had to concentrate on the future. She had to move forward. But Carter lived in fear everyday that someone would find her. They had found her once before. What was to stop them from finding her again? There were some very powerful people who wanted her dead, and they would never stop looking for her. Again she had to push those thoughts from her head. She couldn’t dwell on that stuff. There was nothing she could do to make anything better. She couldn’t change what she’d done, and she couldn’t what she’d seen. Nothing could change any of that, and dwelling on it would just make her feel even worse than what she did right now.
COMING BACK TO BELMONT WAS a pretty scary thing in itself, though. No matter how bad everything had been for her lately, nothing could be as bad as the look she was sure to see on Kade’s face when he first saw her. She had left him after the death of their son. They had fallen apart, and she was sure that it was her fault that they hadn’t made it. She had leaned on him heavily, depended on him just as he had depended on her. She had tried to hold on so tightly to their marriage, and what they meant to each other, but it just hadn’t been enough. She still loved him. She loved Kade more than anything or anyone in the world. He had been everything to her then, and he still was. But Carter had given up. She had just gotten so tired of trying to make things work. So Carter had packed her duffle bag, rented a car, and hopped on the first plane to Boston. She had been there ever since. As she thought about her husband, Carter was almost tempted to stop her car and turn back around. She could get on another plane and find somewhere else to hide. But she was broke. She had only taken enough money with her to buy her plane ticket and rent a car. She didn’t want anything more from the mob. It had caused her enough problems already. If she was lucky, it wouldn’t cost her her life. So getting on another plan was really not an option, so she had no choice but to keep going. She just had to keep on going, and hope that things wouldn’t be as bad as she was sure they would be. How could she possibly expect a good reunion with her husband? He probably hated her, and she really couldn’t blame him. She hated herself for not sticking around. She hated herself for a lot of things, and when she finally told him a couple of those things, he was sure to hate her too.
CARTER FINALLY PULLED INTO BELMONT around three o’clock that evening. She’d been driving quite slowly, and avoiding entering the town as much as possible. But now she couldn’t avoid it any longer. She found the street that her and Kade had lived on for the four years of their marriage. She had loved the house, the prospect of what her and Kade would have for their life. When Mason had been born, she had been so thrilled. It had made the whole marriage thing seem so much more real. They had had their child and their home. They had raised Mason, taken care of him, and watched him grow. Carter still found herself smiling at the image of Kade holding their son in his room when he was a baby. Whenever he had cried, both of them had always been right there, no matter how late it was, or how little sleep they had had. They had loved that boy more than anything else. He had been everything to them. That house was going to bring back so many unwanted memories for her, and she was just going to have to deal with it. Carter wasn’t used to having nowhere to go. She was used to having the world at her disposal. Carter pulled into the driveway of the house, staring up at it through the windshield of her rental car. She could feel the butterflies moving around like crazy in her stomach, and she found that she could barely breathe for a moment. She sat in the car and took a deep breath, collected herself, then stepped out of the car. She grabbed her duffle bag from the trunk, then made her way to the front door. Carter could remember Kade and Mason playing in the front yard. She could hardly remember a time when she had seen him happier than when he was chasing his son around the yard. And then Carter would call them both in the clean up for dinner, and she would get too very dirty hugs from her boys. She could feel herself start to tear up, but she held them back.
TAKING A DEEP BREATH, CARTER finished making her way up to the front door and stopped. She hesitated for just a second before knocking on the door. She waited. She could hear Kade on the other side of the door moving around and coming to answer the door, maybe having no clue as to who was knocking on his door, or maybe expecting someone else. She held her breath as he opened the door, and she instantly let it out when she saw him. He still took her breath away. Two years and he was still the best looking man she had ever seen in her life. He was completely perfect. It took her a minute to collect herself, but she had had good practice hiding her thoughts and emotions, and she was finding that it was paying off pretty well. “Hi honey, I’m home.” She managed a smile that was completely confident and even rather smug, neither or which she felt. She waited for him to say something, but he didn’t. He just stared at her. “What, no ‘hey baby, glad to see, come on in’?” She crossed her arms over her chest, staring up at the man she loved, the man she called her husband. “Are you going to let me in?” Technically, this was her home too. They were still married, and she doubted that Kade had changed anything that had been theirs. She hadn’t lived here for two years, hadn’t talked to him in all that time, but it was still her home, and right then, she had nowhere else to go. Still, she knew she was the one at fault, and she waited for his approval before coming inside. She wouldn’t beg for him to let her in, and she wouldn’t beg for him to let her stay. She would argue with him, she would make him angry, and she would get her way. That was just the way Carter was. She had stayed changed a lot over the years, but that part of her had always been the same.
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Post by kade marshall bennett on Sept 14, 2009 12:18:04 GMT -5
kade trent.
it's been a while.
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-----It was a typical night, like any other. Kade was on call, ready to ride out with either the fire trucks or ambulances if something were to happen. There were a lot of quiet nights, and a lot of down time when he and the other guys sat around and played cards. They were always ready to go at a moment’s notice, but they were also very relaxed and accustomed to their jobs. Some were just firefighters, others were specifically paramedics or EMTs. Kade was a paramedic that had also had the training as a firefighter as well. That had been his job for almost two years now, and it was something that he loved doing. Not all parts of it were great, and not every night went by smoothly, but it was a job that was worth doing. That night, though, he and the guys were playing a pretty intense game of Bullshit. Kade was perfect at the game, almost always winning no matter what, or who it was that he was playing against. Luis was ranting and raving, having to pick up the entire pile of cards again after calling bullshit on Kade, who had actually laid down the cards he said he had. Kade grinned smugly to himself. Luis always got his boxers in a twist over this game, and he always sent his hateful glares Kade’s way. Kade grinning made Luis even more upset, and the older man started cursing under his breath as the others continued throwing their cards down. They went around the table a few times, but then on Luis’s turn, he claimed to have four three’s, and Kade knew it was a lie. ”Bullshit.” “God damn you, Bennett! I quit!” The table went silent as Luis actually stood up and threw the rest of his cards down, then took to stomping off. ”Come on, Luis, don’t be like that!” Kade shouted after him, still grinning. “Fuck you,” was the reply he got.
-----The men all made their jokes and laughed once Luis was out of earshot, and started collecting their cards to start a new game. They all froze when the speakers crackled above, listening as the call was made. An ambulance was needed, and that meant Kade was up. Which, he literally was up on his feet the moment it was said, and ready to go in the back of the ambulance within a minute. He was joined by Lauren, the other paramedic on call, and both were whisked away from the station as the sirens roared overhead and the driver floored it. Kade and Lauren were silent, as there was no use trying to shout over the sirens, and both were preparing themselves mentally for what they were about to deal with. It was a car accident; they knew that much. Those always hit home with Kade, having lost his sister just a year ago in a car accident, and his son a year before that. It was hard, sometimes, to look at another accident scene and not feel the panic rush through him as he thought of Mason and Emily, but it was that extra emotion he felt that made him good at his job. It made him react more quickly and efficiently, rather than hold him back as it might with other people. The ambulance started to slow, and eventually came to a stop and the sirens died. Kade and Lauren were let out onto the scene, and it made them both stop for a second. There were two vehicles, having collided and both obviously flipping out of control. One was on fire. The other didn’t make it seem possible for any of the passengers inside to make it out alive. Shit. Everyone sprung into action, people moving about as quickly as they could to try and save the lives of the poor souls that had been involved. One man was dead before Kade got to him. A young girl was pulled from the same car, barely alive. Kade stayed with her, working to stabilize her on the ride to the hospital. She died when they were only about a mile away from the emergency room entrance. There was nothing more that Kade could have done, and realizing that was what made it harder than anything. Reaching a limit, knowing that you can’t help, you can’t save them…. That was the hardest part of the job.
-----He made it through another shift, though, and returned to his home mid-morning. Kade got cleaned up, trying to erase the images from that night from his mind so that he could actually get some sleep. Just incase, he took some pills, and he was able to nod off without a second thought. His sleep wasn’t all that peaceful, as it often wasn’t. Dreams haunted him, playing like a loop behind his eyes. It wasn’t just of that night, but images from several nights often returned to him. Fires, car accidents, and hit-and-runs were all there, and sometimes there were flashes of familiar faces. His sister, Emily, was sometimes there. She’d smile and wave, and the next thing that Kade would see would be the headstone with her name on it. His son was also present in the loop sometimes, running through the yard, riding on his tricycle. Then he just wouldn’t be there anymore. Kade’s hazel eyes opened hours later, the loop ending and fading away for yet another day. He had seen it all so many times, though, that it no longer tore him down. His heart was hardened to it, Kade accepting that it was just a price he paid in a job like his. He dealt with it in his own way, like everyone else had to deal with it at the end of every shift, and really for the rest of their lives. It was hard seeing the things that they saw, and it took a lot of courage to go out there and face it. Sometimes, it felt like it took so much out of him that it left nothing else. Kade would come home and crash, like he had that day, and sleep it all off until it was time for a new shift to start. Luckily enough for him, he had two days off now. He was free. Although it didn’t seem like Kade had a lot of free time on his hands when he wasn’t at work, he knew how to make the most of what he did have. He liked to go out with his friends, and they always managed to have a good time. Lately, though, there was another distraction on his mind.
-----Josephine Young was a new face in town, and one that Kade had taken a liking to. She was intelligent and sweet, and just a good girl to have around. She had been coming around a lot lately, too. At first it had seemed like nothing. Having sex without having meaning behind it was something that Kade had been very used to at one time, and he had no trouble going back to it. But, Josie was different. She had told him at one point that he was the first man she had every slept with, and it was at that point that he had opened up the most he had in a long time about his past. He owned up to the fact that she was the first he’d been with in two years, and talked about his wife, though never actually saying he had been and still was married, or had lost a three-year-old son. After that, they had seemed closer, and had steadily become more than just friends that had sex. Kade didn’t know exactly what they were, if they were still in that “talking” stage or if they were considered to be together, but he didn’t ask a lot of questions. He and Josie were just having fun, and it was like a breath of fresh air after all that drama from the years before. Once he had gotten up, Kade tried calling Josie, but she didn’t answer so he left a message. He rolled his eyes at himself as he did, knowing that there were very few girls that he would ever wait for the phone to ring that many times just so he could talk to their voicemail. His sister, Krystal, he would wait on just to be able to chew her out for not answering her phone. Kade had left Carter several message over the years, both when they were together and right after she had left. And now there was Josie. After ending the call, Kade started moving around the kitchen, finding something to drink and looking over the contents of the fridge and pantry, trying to put some kind of meal together for himself. What was he even in the mood for?
-----He only had a few moments to think about it before there was a knock on the front door. Kade sighed, closing the door of the fridge before walking through the kitchen and to the living room without even bothering to look out to see what kind of car was sitting in the drive way. In hindsight, that probably would have been a good idea. At least then he would have been somewhat prepared when he opened the door to see none other than Carter Bennett standing on the other side, duffel bag in hand. Kade froze, and it was amazing that his jaw didn’t literally drop. The expression on his face probably clearly read of shock, and confusion. Kade and Carter were still legally married, and Kade did still love this woman, but damn it. He hadn’t heard from her in two fucking years, and all of sudden she’s on his doorstep? Both were silent until Carter spoke first. “Hi, honey, I’m home.” The smile on her lips was beautiful; there was no doubting at all that she was still as gorgeous as she was the day Kade’s hazel eyes had first seen her, if not more. She still made his heart skip beats, which a part of him hated. A part of him hadn’t forgiven her for leaving, and that same part had helped him move on with Josie. He just stared, still wrapping his mind around the fact that she was actually standing there. “What? No, ‘hey baby, glad to see you, come on in?’” He watched her cross her arms. “Aren’t you going to let me in?” Was she fucking kidding? Kade’s jaw clenched, and his expression changed from shock to stone. ”No.” Kade slammed the door right in her face, fuming now. It wouldn’t have been so bad if she had just turned up again, but it was the attitude that had come with her that set him off. Just as he started to turn around, she knocked on the door again. This was a typical Kade and Carter fight. They were both so stubborn, and both so unwilling to give in. When they had been together, there had been several spats like this, but at the end of the day there no doubt that they still loved each other. They’d be in each others arms, unable to take their hands off the other. Today, it wasn’t going to be like that.
-----Kade did open the door again after she knocked on the door solidly for a whole minute. ”Fine, get your ass in here,” he said coldly, looking around to see if anyone had actually seen her standing out there. Not that it would have been an uncommon sight two years ago, but now? Things were different. As soon as Carter was inside, Kade closed the door behind her, turning to face her. ”What the fuck, Carter? What’s this?” Very valid questions. He had no idea what was going on, or what to think. His mind was reeling right now, desperately trying to make sense of this even before he had all the pieces. What a freaking day this was turning out to be.
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Post by carter grace bennett on Sept 19, 2009 18:54:40 GMT -5
carter grace bennett .
----i walked in and there you were, looking better than i ever remembered .
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CARTER HADN’T EXPECTED HIM TO actually let her in. There was a lot between them, and it didn’t help that Carter hid everything she was feeling with coldness and sarcasm. She always acted like she didn’t care or give a damn, but she did. Those that even knew her well couldn’t always tell when she was hiding something. However, those that knew her usually knew that the sarcasm almost always had a reason when it slipped out of her mouth, and most of the time, that reason was to hide the fact that she was feeling something. The thing that had always drawn Carter to Kade, besides his extraordinary good looks, had been the fact that he was a lot like herself. He could be just as stubborn and just as difficult. They had had some pretty good fights over the years, ones that had often left the neighbors wanting to call the authorities. But in the end they always made up, most of the time in a highly physical and passionate way. Despite the fact that they could both be hard to handle, they had loved each other, and they really did make each other happy. Carter had never been happier than when she had been living in that house with Kade and Mason, enjoying the feeling of being both a wife and mother. And now she was nothing but miserable. Carter couldn’t ignore the fact that seeing Kade again brought back all those loving feelings she had towards him, but she tried to. After all, Kade looked just as good as the day she had fallen in love with him. So in a typical Carter fashion, she had but up all the walls she could, guarding herself from the charm and her own stupid feelings. Carter knew that the attitude was probably what worked against her the most, but after so long of being one way, it was really hard to go back. So upon asking if Kade was going to let her in, she got a fairly expected response. ”No.” What she hadn’t expected was getting the door slammed in her face. Now, there were quite a few things that Carter could handle. Having her husband slam the door in her face was not one of them.
SO WHAT DID CARTER DO in response? Easy; she threw a fit. She knocked on the door again, and when she got no answer, she started banging on it as hard as she could with both of her fists. It was like a walk down memory lane. Carter could remember several times when Kade had been the one on this side of the door, though, and she had to say that she liked that one much better. “You know I’m just going to keep this up! I’m not going to leave!” No answer. She was fuming, and the effort she was putting into causing her little scene was working up a sweat. She was going to stop, though, until he opened that damn door, and he damn well knew it. “Kade!” She banged a little louder. It had to be a full minute before Kade finally opened up the door. ”Fine, get your ass in here.” She couldn’t help but smile triumphantly as she moved past him into the house. Kade looked around outside, probably to see if anyone had seen her come in, and then he shut the door and turned to face her. ”What the fuck, Carter? What’s this?” That was a good question, though not one that she was desperately eager to answer. She had known that he would have questions like this. After all, she had been gone for two years, and the only contact she’d had at all with him or anyone was when she had sent flowers for his sister’s funeral. She doubted that that really counted, though, and that no one would really care. Still, the last thing Carter was going to do was tell Kade the truth. She just couldn’t do that. She had once thought that Kade knew everything about her in their years of marriage, but there were now things about her that he probably couldn’t even guess about. He would never realize that her father was the right-hand man of the mob boss of Boston. Kade hadn’t even really known her father but for the brief time that he had spent in Belmont. They had had to get his permission for them to get married, and her father hadn’t been all that pleased to start with. He had had other plans for her, ones that would greatly benefit him. But Carter had gotten her way.
KADE WOULD ALSO NEVER BELIEVE that the car accident that had killed their son and injured him had been her fault. She hadn’t known it when she had left, but she knew it now. Though, she had suspected something in the days right before she’d packed her bags and left. It wasn’t something that she could necessarily explain to him, though. He would never understand. She didn’t even understand. She now lived with the pain of that every day, and more guilt than anyone could possibly know. And Carter knew for a fact, that Kade would never believe that she had been involved in it all for the last two years. She had become her father’s messenger, doing his bidding and sometimes that of his boss. Nothing had made her father happier than when she had walked back through that door at home, glad that she was no longer with Kade. He had never kept it secret that he had always wanted her to be with his boss’s son, Victor, but that was never a direction that Carter had wanted to go. She had never found the guy appealing. He was good looking and tough, but she didn’t like the business of organized crime. It caused her more trouble than anything. Like recently. Just two days ago she had watched a man she had worked with get shot in cold blood. Now she was sure everyone was looking for her, sure that she would rat them out and talk. Logically Belmont would have been the farthest thing from a safe place she could find, but Carter really hadn’t been thinking when she had run. And now she had nothing left to her name but what was left in her duffle bag. It was like hitting an all time low. So, it’s pretty obvious why she couldn’t discuss this stuff with Kade. It was better that he didn’t know. Not only that, but if he did know, she was more than certain that he would turn her out never look at her again. At least now she had a small chance of at least getting a place to stay.
SO NOW IT CAME DOWN to how she was going to answer his question. He was still staring at her with that dark look. She crossed her arms over her chest in a defensive way. “Let’s just say I’ve been spending time with daddy, and I finally got sick of him.” It was a half truth, and she could tell from the look on Kade’s face that he wasn’t buying it for a minute. She resisted the urge to sigh again. “Look, Kade, I’m broke.” Truth. “Dad gave me just enough money to buy a ticket from Boston.” A bit of a fib. She had actually taken the money. “So this is basically all I’ve got left, so unless I’m mistaken, I’m still you’re wife, and this is still my house, so unless you’re going to serve me with papers or kick me out, that’s pretty much all I’ve got to say.” Carter really just liked to cut to the chase. She hated beating around the bush, especially when she had no intention of giving up a whole hell of a lot information. The fact that she had admitted to the fact that she was broke and had nothing was pretty big. Carter wasn’t good at admitting those sorts of things. She didn’t let on to her weaknesses, and she tried her hardest to keep herself from being vulnerable. But it was really hard to keep that kind of pretense up when she was around Kade. He was the one person in the world she was closest to, and he had a good way of seeing through all her crap. She was all for keeping up the pretenses at the moment, but at the moment, she had a feeling that she might even beg to let her husband stay there. That would have been a big deal. But unless Kade completely stone walled her, which was very likely, she didn’t plan on doing that. So instead she just stared at him, waiting in slight anticipation for the direction he would choose to take.
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Post by kade marshall bennett on Sept 22, 2009 21:42:09 GMT -5
kade trent.
it's been a while.
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-----Kade could still remember the first time that his hazel eyes had landed on Carter Stanton. It had been years ago, but it never seemed that way. For Kade, that day was still very close, and extremely vivid in his memory. She had been, and still was, the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen, and he knew that he wanted to get to know her. Of course, back then, it wasn’t just talking and finding out what kind of a person she was that Kade meant by that. He actually hadn’t been very interested in finding out what kind of a person Carter was to begin with. He just knew that she was a hot little number, and the way he wanted to get to know her was in bed. That had been who he was back then, and he would probably still be that way if something about Carter hadn’t turned him around on the spot. Maybe it wasn’t exactly on the spot; old habits like Kade’s being a player died hard, and it took him a little while to get over it. The girl had some kind of a hold over him, though, and it had started in that first moment when their eyes had met. He had tried to deny it at first, but it was one of those things that a person didn’t fight. He caved, he was whipped, and not too long after meeting this gorgeous girl, she had his heart. She was his everything. Kade remembered the first time he saw her, and remembered how he felt the day that they stood in front of their families and friends as they said their vows. There was so much love in his heart, and it was all for Carter. It was always there, always hers. Sometimes, people probably wouldn’t believe it the way that the two of them fought and screamed at each other, but neither of them ever doubted that the other still loved them. It had been the real thing.
-----It still was the real thing. Kade remembered the way that she made him stop and stare that day when they had first met. He remembered loving her so much that sometimes it almost hurt. The sad part was that two years after she abandoned him, he could still feel those emotions stirring inside as she randomly showed up at the door. He was hurt, and he was pretty freaking pissed off at her for what she had done, but no matter what, he still loved this woman. Part of him really hated that fact. Letting her in the house was the only thing that Kade knew to do in this situation, though. If he hadn’t, she would just keep knocking, hoping to drive him crazy and knowing that he would eventually give in. If he somehow figured out a way to block her out, Carter had her own key. It wasn’t like he could stop her. He hadn’t wanted to let her in, and standing there with her now was something that was difficult to wrap his mind around. She had been absent from his life for two whole years, and now all of a sudden she was there, like she hadn’t left at all. There were a lot of mixed feelings for Kade on it, but he could deal with all of that later. Right now, the shock was kind of taking control, asking questions that she had to have known were coming. Two years was a long time to just disappear, and there was no way in hell that Kade would be laid back enough about it just to welcome her home with open arms. She knew him better than to even let herself think something like that could happen.
-----His expression was dark, his hazel eyes gazing at Carter as he waited for a response. All the while, Kade was having to try desperately hard to keep that side of him that was glad to see her home at bay. He was angry, damn it. He wouldn’t get over it just like that. She crossed her arms over her chest, and if Kade hadn’t been angry at her, he would probably think it was a cute little stance for her. There had been times when they had really been together that they would fight, and all Carter had to do was something cute like that and Kade would grin and it would be over. Today, however, it was far from over. “Let’s just say I’ve been spending time with Daddy, and I finally got sick of him.” Figured that she was with her father. Kade had always thought that she would run to Daddy when she had left, and had made a few attempts to call both Carter and her father in the months after she had left. Her father had never really cared for Kade, and Kade hadn’t counted on him taking his calls. So, she had been safe with her father, never having to come out of hiding if she didn’t want to. This excuse, though, was total and complete bullshit, and Kade knew it. She could probably fly that one by others and they would buy it, not caring enough to ask questions, but he knew her better than that. His face must have given at least that much away, because she then changed her story. “Look, Kade, I’m broke. Dad gave me just enough money to buy a ticket from Boston. So, this is basically all I’ve got left, so unless I’m mistaken, I’m still your wife, and this is still my house, so unless you’re going to serve me with papers or kick me out, that’s pretty much all I’ve got to say.” He listened in silence, comprehending what it was that Carter was saying. That wasn’t to say that it was easy to take in, because it wasn’t. She was basically telling him that she had had no other choice than to come back here, and that really wasn’t what he had been wanting to hear whether he would admit to it or not.
-----For Carter to come here and tell him that she had nothing was something significant, though. Kade knew that it was hard for her to admit when she was down and out, when she was weak and vulnerable. He was the same way, and he understood what it took for her to actually tell him that. Even so, that didn’t pardon her from anything. He could feel that short fuse on his temper light, and when it reached the end it would be pretty explosive. ”You mean to tell me that you still think you’re entitled to anything here? Let me tell you something, princess: it doesn’t work that way. I don’t know where the hell you’ve been, or what you’ve been doing for the past two years, but if you’re flat ass broke, I don’t see how it’s my problem. Not when the only word I’ve heard from you was flowers sent to my sister’s goddamn funeral.” That had definitely struck a cord with Kade. It was just flowers, and a nice gesture that might have showed that Carter had at least still cared about him, but if Kade had had his way, the flowers would have been thrown out and never set up at the viewing. Unfortunately, Jacen got a hold of them, and that had been that. ”And you’ve really got some kind of fucking nerve to come here, of all the damn places. Now all of a sudden you can deal with it when you’ve got nothing else?” His question might seem out of place, or might not make sense to those that didn’t know the situation. But, Carter would know exactly what he was talking about, exactly what part of their history together he was letting leak through into now. The only reason Kade had for her leaving when she had was because she hadn’t been able to deal with the death of their son. Kade had tried his damnedest to keep them together after Mason had died, and though she probably had as well, it hadn’t been enough. The only difference was that Kade hadn’t run away, and in his mind, she had. ”I’ve been here, Carter. For the last two years, I’ve dealt with it all. Where the hell have you been?” There was a dangerous edge to his voice when he asked her this, the real source of his anger bleeding through. He was the one that had stayed behind, or had been left behind, to deal with the pieces of their broken life together.
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