Chapter Four
AIMEE WASN’T SURE WHAT to think, much less say. Until just a few moments ago, she didn’t dare think of Clint as someone she could date. He was just the guy in the apartment building she helped out once in a while and who appeared in her fantasies. He was a friend. Safe. He had a daughter. He was the single father whose wife ran off. He was the reason she m*********d so much.
She remembered how he came across when he first moved into the Sea Breeze Condominiums with Abigail, looking for a fresh start to life, forlorn and lost. Aimee would see them in the elevator or at the pool, occasionally down at the beach. At first, it was a wave here or a smile and a nod there. Bonnie left a few months prior and Clint walked around like a beaten dog, trying to make the most of what life
