When he could no longer justify hanging around the office, he locked up and headed over to his parents’ house. Trent knew that eventually he’d have to go home, but he was putting it off. All he kept thinking about was Abby being in New York with Chris and here he was in Ohio, sitting on his hands.
He parked his truck along the curb—the driveway was already occupied by Elizabeth’s car. Trent hadn’t realized she would be there.
Just then, she came around the side of the house. She grinned. “Hey. I didn’t know you were stopping by tonight.”
“Same here. I figured you’d be at home waiting for Chris to call.”
Elizabeth strolled over to her car and removed a book from the center console. “He called me about a half hour ago.”
Trent waited to see if she’d leave him hanging. Abby had texted him
