Nana

Bloody hell.

Dane had forgotten about his lynx and dear wife waiting at home. At the moment when he saw Jake, everything in front of him had blurred. The only thing he could see was his objective. In the end, he was left with more questions unanswered. He gripped his father's personal notebook into his hand as he trudged along the steps to home. 

The door swung open before even Dane could process what was going on. He didn't have to. Bailey processed it for him as she glared at him with mouth pursed and hands on her hips.

"A man does not make a lady wait. You took so long she fell asleep on the couch and..."

Bailey's words were muffled by sight that forced him to really look at her. He quietly listened to her.