Chapter 8

• Jadon had purposefully arrived at the restaurant late. Every minute he could shed off the night was a minute he saved his mind and heart from turmoil.
• He already expected the worst as he approached the table, not the best mindset for his birthday, but who could blame him? What he hadn’t expected as the table came into view, however, was the beautiful young woman sitting at the table with his family, looking like a ray of sunshine in a dark, cold room.
• Nearly stumbling over his own feet, Jadon had abruptly stood a table away and studied the beauty next to his brother. For some reason he couldn’t comprehend, Jadon’s heart climbed up his throat and began to beat there. All the sounds in the restaurant disappeared, leaving behind only the rush of his own blood. He blinked, then blinked again. What the hell?