Epilogue
Aiden
Newly fallen snow blanketed Wesley Lake. Water dripped from leafless trees, forming icicles. Moonlight shimmered off the branches as Aiden watched from the large window. A glance at the clock told him Marc should be home any minute. He’d been working late hours as he trained at his new job.
They’d been thrilled when he’d landed a job at an office closer to the lake, and so far, Marc had liked the new place and his colleagues. For a time, Aiden had worried Marc wouldn’t find something he liked and would regret his decision to stay in the Kansas City area.
Roast beef with carrots, onions, and potatoes sat warming on the stove, and he’d set the table, adding a candle and dimming the lights. He wasn’t very good at being romantic—or cooking, for that matter—but he thought it
