Chapter 2One Month Earlier…
A blissful reunion and a dozen kisses on a flight across an ocean had temporarily distracted Warwick from his intentions. The whole point of leaving Boston for Great Britain back in September was to reconnect with family while trying to figure out if he was truly ready to move on from the shock and grief of losing a husband only midway through his thirties to heart disease. Unfortunately, Warwick’s indecisiveness and tendencies toward overthinking had booked a ticket on the transatlantic flight as well. Even as he followed that plan, one he’d fully revealed, he found himself missing the sight and especially the sound of Dom by day two. So many times, he wanted to run to him. For so much time, he didn’t.
In late November, Warwick was puttering around at his par
