My friends were helping me pull my head out of my ass and getting Emma to California so I could fix this situation.
 
 That meant a lot to me.
 
 “Then we’ll have a beer when this is over and you can thank us when we’re together. We’ll all tell you that thanks are never needed. Now get out of here. I think you have things you need to do.”
 
 I got to my feet. “I think I should let Emma pick out her own ring.”
 
 I was definitely asking her to marry me, but if by some miracle she did sayyes, I wanted Emma to have something she loved on her finger.
 
 Wyatt grimaced. “She’ll pick out something small and barely noticeable.”
 
 I hadn’t thought about that.
 
 Knowing Emma, she’d be worried about keeping the ring within some kind of budget because that was the way she’d always lived.
 
 “She’s always lived on a budget because she was raising Wren by herself,” I pondered. “You’re right. I’ll stop by the jewelry store on the way home.”
 
 I knew what Emma liked in antique jewelry, but she was getting a ring that was all hers and that had never been worn by anyone else this time.
 
 “Call me when you get all of this resolved,” Wyatt called out as I headed toward the door.
 
 “You’ll be the first one to know,” I called back.
 
 The fact that Emma was on her way to California from Michigan hadn’t quite sunk in for me yet, but I needed to get my ass moving and get some things done.
 
 I’d realized that I’d made a huge mistake by leaving Michigan in the first place without letting Emma know exactly how I felt.
 
 I should have just taken my chances and said the words I’d wanted to say before I’d left the state.
 
 What in the hell had I been thinking?
 
 Emma had been a gift that had been given to me for the second time in my life, and I’d left again without telling her how I felt.
 
 I knew exactly why I’d done it.
 
 I hadn’t wanted to leave myself wide open to getting my heart broken if she didn’t feel the same way I did.
 
 I’d made every excuse possible not to put myself in that position.
 
 Fuck that!
 
 I’d spent most of my life doing what I thought was rational, and that definitely hadn’t made me happy.
 
 I was going to take my one shot at happiness and forget about the possible consequences.
 
 It was something I should have done fourteen fucking years ago, and I was tired of living with regrets.
 
 Chapter 31
 
 Emma
 
 Iwas still worrying about Colin as I stood in front of the door of his home in California.
 
 Shelby had made it clear that there was nothing physically wrong with him, but she’d said he wasn’t focusing on anything and that he wasn’t the same man he’d been when he’d left California for Michigan.
 
 Thatworried me.
 
 Colin was the most focused and self-disciplined guy I’d ever known.