Chapter 37
“I had the company’s IT team working for the past few months on extracting all the files from your old hard drive. They are all on there. Your stories, your work, it’s all there. If you ever want to continue writing.”
Skylar is stunned to silence, tears blurring his vision as he stares at the laptop. His work. All his stories and unfinished manuscripts and novels, Quinn had saved them. He can’t even imagine how or when or what it took to get this small piece of Skylar’s heart back, but Quinn has done it.
“I—Quinn.” And he chokes on his words as the tears rush unhindered down his cheeks. He looks up at Quinn, trying to convey all the gratitude and love he feels for the man before him in that look. Quinn smiles and sits beside him, wrapping him up in a warm embrace.
“I thought all my things were gone?”
Quinn shakes his head, his face unreadable. “It was on the porch, in pieces. I didn’t think it was salvageable to be honest, but—” and he gestures to the laptop.