Aimee stood outside Clint's door, her hands shaking as a weight pushed down on her chest. It was time to find out what he wanted of her, to tell him about Mitch and see how bad she may have screwed up everything. If she was going to move forward with one, she had to drop the other. With Mitch standing in front of her, she decided that Clint was the safer choice. Mitch was too unpredictable. He played a game and Aimee wasn't interested in playing any longer. If she gave him up and focused on Clint, it would also have the added benefit of ending the drama between her and Karla. She took a deep breath. She only hoped she hadn't waited too long to make the decision.
She rang the doorbell.
Clint opened the door, a look of surprise on his face which turned to excitement at seeing her standing
