It was one thing to enjoy Mike’s lips on hers and his arms around her, but she shouldn’t have let Taylor see them together like that. After all, Mike had made it very clear that night in the coffee shop that he wasn’t interested. And Darcy couldn’t pretend she was ready for a serious relationship. She’d acted impulsively, living in the moment, something she hadn’t done much of since Riley’s and Pete’s deaths. It felt almost too good to let go of the reserve she’d built up as a kind of wall around her emotions. She still needed to protect herself.She tried to call Dave. Talking to her brother about his problems would distract her from her own. But Dave didn’t answer his phone. Maybe he and Carrie were kissing and making up, as Taylor had suggested.But when he didn’t answer again when she phoned the next morning, she drove to his condo, trying not to imagine the worst. She rang the bell, then knocked, and was debating calling the police when the door finally opened.
