Another Chance (Lake Placid Series Book 7) Read online

  “What is it?” Rene asked, looking over.

  “Nothing,” Dena said, reaching for the wine, knowing she’d need it.

  Amber and Celeste both made eye contact with her, but she shook her head. They’d been a few years ahead of her in school and she doubted they’d remember what Matt looked like, but she knew she’d never forget, and looking at him just now walking through the door made her heart stop as much as it did the first time she saw him in high school.

  ***

  Matt opened the door to the bar, saw his mother and stepfather to his right, and headed in that direction without looking anywhere else. He really wasn’t in the mood to be out tonight, but hadn’t felt like going back to his childhood home for a meal either. He was avoiding the place that caused so much of his misery as a teen.

  “Matt,” his mother said, standing up. “You look great. How do you feel?”

  “Fine,” he said, trying not to snap. He was sick and tired of everyone asking him that question but knew he needed to get over it, as it wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.

  “I’m so glad you could make time for dinner out tonight,” she said.

  “It’s better than cooking for myself,” he said back.

  “Don’t get sarcastic with your mother,” Bob said to him. He and Bob never got along all that well. They didn’t have a dislike for each other as much as a distaste.

  Bob made his mother happy and that was all that mattered. But Bob was the reason they moved here to begin with and Matt would always cast that blame on his stepfather’s shoulders.

  “I’m not,” Matt said, having no energy to argue. “I was just speaking the truth.”

  “Now isn’t the time, you two,” his mother said, always the peacemaker. He knew his mother was thrilled he was here. “Have you made any decision yet on your future?”

  “No. I just need to get my head on straight and then I’ll decide,” he said.

  “Lake Placid could always use another lawyer,” she said.

  “I don’t know.” He didn’t know what he wanted to do or where he wanted to be. Now he just needed to recover physically and mentally. He just wasn’t sure which one was going to take the longest.

  “I’m just glad you’re back here.”

  He hadn’t decided if he was glad or not. He didn’t know what he was feeling, but after the past six months there was one thing he knew. He wasn’t going to be able to move on until he made amends to the woman he loved and somehow won her back.

  When dinner was done, he got up to use the bathroom and headed back to his table when the women’s room door opened next to him. Hot damn, the woman of his dreams was standing right there.

  But she wasn’t smiling and he didn’t expect her to.

  No, there was a fire in her eyes, and as much as it shouldn’t turn him on, it sure the hell did. Just like all those years ago when he had his first taste of her. A young filly that was as eager as him.

  Her dirty blonde hair hung loose and flowing around her shoulders like it always did. Her light brown eyes were staring him down with emotional clouds building and making him want to jump back from the twister forming that would suck him up and toss him through the sky like a piece of useless metal.

  He didn’t. He stood his ground. “Dena.”

  “What are you doing here?” she asked, crossing her arms.

  “Here in the restaurant? Or here in Lake Placid?”

  “Both,” she said.

  “Dinner with my mother and Bob. Why I’m here in Lake Placid is yet to be determined.”

  He wasn’t about to lay his cards on the table at this moment. He had an uphill battle and he wasn’t sure he could even climb the stairs in his rental house half the time let alone this mountain that was going to be standing in his way.

  A chisel couldn’t break her stare while she seemed to be trying to figure out her words. She never did that before—hesitated on her words—but the stare was familiar. He’d expected the frigid January temperatures of the outside to be aimed at him and he wasn’t wrong.

  “I’m sure I won’t run into you again before you leave since you never planned on coming back.”

  “Things change,” he said softly.

  “Maybe in your mind, but not mine.”

  He was afraid of that.

  She didn’t bother to wait around and moved past him, but he still said, “Happy Birthday, Dena.”

  Her shoulders stiffened, but other than that, there was nothing else to acknowledge she heard him.

  Mount Olympus, here I come.

  Blew Up

  “So that was Matt, wasn’t it?”

  Dena looked to see Amber standing next to her. Everyone had left but the two of them. They were just waiting for Amber’s husband, Zach, to pick them up and bring them home. Since Celeste hadn’t been drinking she dropped the rest of the girls off.

  “How did you guess?” Dena asked, looking around the pub. He was gone now, but she hadn’t seen him leave. Once she’d walked back to her table, she angled her chair so that she didn’t have a view of the bar or the door. No reason to give into temptation.

  “I saw you freeze when he walked in the door. I put the two together. At first I didn’t recognize him. Remember, you guys were a few years behind me in school.”

  “Yeah,” Dena said softly. She really didn’t want to talk about this, but knew Amber wouldn’t let it drop. She never did.

  “I hate to say this, and please don’t think I’m not on your side because you know I am. But damn, he has only gotten better with age.”

  “I noticed,” she said dryly. Not that she wanted to, but it was hard to avoid it.

  He was still just brushing six foot. Dark hair that was lush and wavy. Big brown eyes that she’d always lost herself in. He’d always taken such care with his appearance, but for some reason he looked a little off tonight. He was gorgeous as ever, his full lips so soft and kissable—she hated that those thoughts popped into her head—but he looked thinner than she’d seen before. His sharp cheekbones were more pronounced and his eyes looked tired, even troubled.

  She hadn’t seen him personally since he walked out on her that night before they both left for college, but like the idiot she was, she’d never been able to put him far from her mind.

  Social media posts drew her in like a bee to a flower. She didn’t follow him, but others she followed did and it was hard to avoid things about him all the time.

  He was some big time lawyer in Manhattan like he always wanted to be at his stepbrother’s father’s firm. She was guessing he’d made it to the partner status he was striving for too, but wasn’t positive. It had always hurt too much looking into him more than necessary. Like holding onto the old dream knowing the outcome still broke her heart.

  In the past two years if she saw anything regarding him, she clicked away. It was just too heart wrenching to keep stalking information on him. Between that and running into his mother and stepfather from time to time, she couldn’t seem to move past the shattered remains of her emotions and anger that had built up so high.

  “Why was he limping?” Amber asked.

  “What?” she said, turning to look at Amber now. She’d been looking off into the distance hoping Amber would change the subject.

  “You didn’t notice he was limping?”

  “No. I was opening the bathroom door and ran into him, but then I walked away. I didn’t see him leave nor did I watch him walk once he entered the front door.” Why hadn’t she’d paid attention to something like that?

  “You had words with him when you went to the bathroom and are just telling me now?” Amber said, holding her by the shoulders. “No wonder you came back shaken. What did the prick have to say?”

  Amber had always been blunt and to the point, but supportive as ever. “Not much,” she said. It was only a few words and Dena was positive Matt would be gone from Lake Placid within days. No use hashing it all out, even in her head.

  But by the time Zach dropped her off at
her apartment, the tears she’d been battling just let loose. Of all the freaking nights for Matt to make an appearance in her life—her thirtieth birthday with her closest friends.

  She was supposed to be celebrating and having a great time. Not thinking about the past that blew up in her face like dynamite to an old abandoned warehouse.

  Not wondering why she was never enough for him to come back to. Or for him to even stay. Not to even talk to her about it.

  If given the chance, maybe she would have moved, but he never gave it to her.

  They were both young and they had their whole lives ahead of them. He couldn’t expect her to make a permanent decision at such a time. It had been hard enough just going a few hours away from her father, but promising she’d leave forever? Please…she was only eighteen!

  Once she was ready for bed, she shut the light off and climbed in, knuckled a few stray tears away and told herself that she was ready to move on with her life.

  All those years ago she’d promised she’d never give him another chance—not like he was asking—but it was time to commit to that promise.

  It was time to push Matt Winters from her mind once and for all.

  ***

  Matt had been back to town for about a week now. He knew at some point he’d seek Dena out; he just didn’t know when or how and hated that it happened the way it had.

  That he wasn’t prepared, when he prided himself on always being prepared for everything in life.

  He was as good as he was at his job because he planned it all out. Even his life... “Take no chances” had been his motto.

  He knew he wanted to be a lawyer when he was fifteen. He knew he was going to work for his stepbrother’s father’s firm too. How did he know? Because his stepbrother Randall told him.

  Randall was years older than him and already practicing at that point. Whenever Matt had gone back to visit his father and stepmother, Randall would stop over to see him and take him under his wing. Tell him all about the wonderful and exciting life he had and how it could all be Matt’s one day too. An impressionable teen at that point, he was looking for anyone that would show some interest in him.

  What he’d seen in Randall was someone that he could look up to. Someone that had it all together and was going to be successful. Everything Matt had wanted himself.

  Sure, his father was smart and successful, but he was an engineer. Nothing exciting in that that Matt had ever seen. But moving to Lake Placid with his mother and stepfather had been the worst thing for a kid to have happen his freshman year in high school.

  To go from being a short train ride to one of the most exciting cities in the US to some backwoods mountain where all you could do was ski or play ice hockey in the winter. The summer you could swim in the lake, but other than that, there wasn’t much for Matt to do. Not like he was used to. He’d never been an active outdoorsman and that was what Lake Placid catered to.

  But he’d met Dena Hall and everything about Lake Placid didn’t seem so bad.

  In the back of his mind he knew he was leaving the first chance he got and he’d told her so. Multiple times. She just never seemed to want to believe him. Or even listen to him when he’d come back from visits with his father and tell her about all the great things he’d done and how fun it’d be to live there.

  Not even when he said he was going to Columbia University. That he was going to be a lawyer in the big city. That life was going to go back to the way it was for him before he was forced to this Godforsaken land.

  Yet she still seemed so shocked when he told her the night before he left for good.

  He wanted her to go with him. He all but begged her, but she’d always said, “I won’t leave my father. He’s already had one woman leave him, I won’t be the second. We’re all that the other has right now.”

  “What about me?” he’d asked her. “You’d have me.”

  She said it wasn’t the same and it hurt. Hurt more than when he found he’d be moving here to begin with. It seemed no one really wanted him the way he needed. No one put him first, except Randall taking him under his wing.

  So he wanted her to hurt just as much and broke it off sharp and swift. He’d told himself it was better that way. That there would be no confusion or misunderstanding.

  She’d know he wasn’t coming back and that she was the one who’d made that choice by not even giving him a chance, but telling him multiple times she’d never leave Lake Placid.

  Well, she was right since she was still here. So then why was he wrong? Why did he come back?

  Simple. He’d stared death in the eyes. He woke up in that hospital and knew that by his own stubbornness he’d thrown away what was the best thing in his life.

  He’d never been able to find it again and was determined to win her back.

  So he was here in this town he hated so much, but looking at it through the eyes of an adult and seeing it wasn’t so bad after all.

  That everything he wanted in the big city didn’t happen the way he’d planned on it. That people made him promises they didn’t keep and used him for their own personal gain.

  The question was, could he get Dena to break the promise she’d made to him years ago? Because he was determined that she’d take him back.

  Bigger Fool

  “Dena?”

  She turned to see Matt’s mother, Penny McKay, standing in front of her. Her rotten luck to volunteer to go get lunch for the office, and while she was standing in line checking her messages on her phone, someone would have to see her.

  And that someone was one of the last people she wanted to talk to.

  She’d tried to avoid Penny and Bob anytime she could. Right after Matt had broken things off with her, she’d gone back to his mother’s house to see if she’d missed something. Anything.

  Penny had told her that she was just as shocked as Dena was, but that she really wasn’t all that surprised either. That Matt had said for years he was getting out of Lake Placid the first chance he could.

  Dena knew Matt had always said that, but she didn’t believe him. Not really. Guess she was a bigger fool than she ever thought she’d be.

  “Hi, Mrs. McKay.” There was nowhere to run now that they’d made eye contact. And even spoke. That would make Dena a coward and she tried not to be one anymore.

  “I’ve told you for years to call me Penny. Sweetie, how have you been? It’s been years since I’ve seen you. Which is funny since Lake Placid isn’t all that big.”

  “I know. I’m busy with work. It seems like that is all I do,” she said, knowing it was the truth. She’d dated over the years, but nothing ever seemed to last long. Most men got sick of the hours she put in at her job.

  Penny reached her hand out and laid it on hers. “Matt’s back in town.”

  “I know. I saw him out Saturday night.”

  “We were with him Saturday night for dinner,” Penny said.

  “I didn’t realize that,” she said. “We ran into each other leaving the restroom.”

  “Hmm,” Penny said, tilting her head in thought. “That explains it.”

  She wasn’t about to ask what and was thrilled when she heard a deli worker call out “Hall.” She looked at the front counter. “That’s me. It was nice to see you again.”

  Dena took a step away, but Penny wasn’t letting go of her hand. “He needs you.”

  She snorted. “I doubt that. Besides, I’m sure he’ll be gone soon enough.”

  “I don’t think so,” Penny said, then let go of her hand and walked away.

  What the hell? Penny couldn’t just drop that on her like she did and leave. What was that supposed to mean?

  She walked up to get everyone’s lunch and then made her way back through the blistery cold and winter wind in Lake Placid. The snow was falling, but when wasn’t it?

  “I’m starving,” Rene said, reaching for the bag and taking it out of Dena’s hands. “What took you so long?”

  “It was busy,” Dena said.
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br />   “Are you pregnant again?” Amber asked Rene. “Are we going to have to start hiding all the food in the office from you for another nine months?”

  Amber always picked on everyone in the office, but Rene seemed to get it the most. “No,” Rene said. “It’s just I didn’t get to eat breakfast this morning as TJ was fussy and Cole had already left for work.”

  Dena walked over to the table in the conference room where Rene was spreading all the food out. Their boss, Dr. Max Hamilton, walked in and stole his sandwich along with his chips and a cookie. “I’ve got a feeling you girls need to talk, so I’m going to leave before I get stuck in a conversation that I can’t get out of.”

  “What does that mean?” Amber asked.

  “It means when women want to bash men, that men are better off making themselves scarce. See ya,” he said, saluting them and walking out.

  It still amazed Dena how great Max was. That he knew the girls so well in the office and wasn’t afraid to give it right back to them.

  “So what is going on?” Rene asked her when Max left the room. “And how did he know we were going to bash men?”

  “Don’t ask me how he knew. I can’t figure it out unless one of you guys told him something.”

  “Not me,” Amber said. “Though I did tell Rene your ex was back in town.”

  “Thanks,” Dena said dryly, though she really wasn’t annoyed over it. She’d been trying to keep everything to herself for days but needed to talk about it. She just never wanted to burden anyone else with her problems.

  “We’ve got forty minutes before patients show up. Tell us what is going on,” Amber said.

  “Well, you know that I ran into Matt on Saturday,” she said.

  “But you didn’t say if he said anything to you,” Rene said.

  “He wished me a happy birthday,” she said, picking up her sandwich and taking a bite. Chewing and swallowing were harder than she thought it was going to be.

  “I’m not surprised he remembered it,” Amber said. “You’ve told me over the years how close you two were. That you thought you’d be married to him with kids by now.”