Chicago 1982 is a goldmine for the construction industry, and Eric and his two business partners are thriving. Once living as struggling orphans in a Catholic boys' home, they've overcome poverty and abuse to obtain success. Now living the lives they once only dreamed of, they're sure of one thing: they will never look back.<br><br>Then the past returns, by way of a cheap polyester suit and a smile Eric has never forgotten, and all the dark memories come crashing back. Lucky for him, Jimmy has no idea who Eric is, or who Eric used to be.

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In hindsight, his ass is not the best thing for me to have in my face. If I slow down and put some distance between us, he’ll probably just stop walking. While the stairs are wide enough that I could brush past him if I wanted to, the fact I insisted he go first only to run on by would seem kind of weird. Maybe a lot of weird. And I am notweird. I am an intelligent business owner, a calm person, and a reasonable adult. An adult who would be a big old liar if I say that I have no interest in leaning forward and biting into one of his polyester covered, perfectly shaped, well-toned cheeks. I lower my gaze to the stairs and wait to be hit by some angry god’s bolt of lightning. Like God would be paying any attention. Like he ever has.


Chapter 28