Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty Eight

“It’s Daniel, mom.” Emma replied softly as she watched him.

“The man you told me about?” Amy asked.

“Yeah that's him,” Emma clarified, her heart soaring and sinking, swooping every direction as she drank in the way Daniel took command of the room simply by entering it.

His tailored suit clung to his powerful frame and if his eyes looked deeply set and bruised from travel, it only added to his air of dangerous mystique.

She didn’t ask herself what he was doing here, though. It was devastatingly obvious why he was here.

He didn’t trust her.

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Daniel knew his mistake the second his searching gaze found the somber pair of eyes he was looking for. She was staring right her him, her eyes big and beautiful. Beneath her surprise lurked accusation and worse, disappointment.

"Believe me when I say I’m coming back." she had said at his office.