Chapter 5

He gave up and turned off the set. Might as well prepare the vegetables. Adam would be home soon. He walked into the kitchen and saw a pile of groceries on the counter. His mood lifted. Adam must have gotten off early.

He opened the back door and looked out. Adam’s vintage red Mustang wasn’t there. That was strange. He wandered back inside and moved to the groceries, intending to put them away.

And stepped in a puddle.

What the hell? He stared at the pool of melted ice cream, half pink, half beige.

Adam had been there.

Adam had heard Josh’s adamant refusal to marry him—ever.

Adam was gone.