Trisha wrapped her sweatshirt tighter to her body when the wind picked up. Nick wasn't at his house, and she couldn't stand to be at home right now. She'd asked Brad to drive her to Nick's place, but that was over an hour ago. Lacking the courage to call him, she sat down on the stoop for the third time to wait when his SUV pulled in the driveway. Rising, she hugged her arms around her as he got out of the car.

He took two steps before seeing her and paused mid-stride, several ...