She heard his soft breathing as he slept and felt his chest rise and fall against her breasts. Guilt assailed her for finding solace in this stranger’s arms, but she had nothing else. Jeff had meant everything to her. She’d met him after years of dating losers, and at first he’d seemed too good to be true. The first man with everything going for him, including looks and a successful career, and he loved her. Now he was gone, and it seemed like she was cursed, that no one decent would ever come along and stay.Every breath hurt to draw in, and thoughts tormented her because they centered around the one man aside from her uncle she loved more than life. She’d told Cody suicide didn’t enter her mind, but the truth was if death came, she would welcome it. To live burned like hell, and right after she knew Jeff was gone, only Cody’s voice kept her sane. He talked to her, rubbed her back, and stroked her hair. He said it would be okay, and she wanted to shout at him and tell him how stupid and empty those words were.
