Jake strolled into his apartment and threw his bag down on the couch. It had been a long trip and an even longer week, but he suddenly felt restless at being back. Normally, getting home brought him joy, but this time it felt empty, and he wished they’d stayed at that damn dance so that he could still be with her right now. Pacing to the window and looking out across the New York skyline, he ran his hand through his hair and cracked his neck in a bid to release some of the tension building ...