"I think your father was harder on you than he needed be. You're doing something you wanted, at least at the time. Plus, I think going after the bad guys is a pretty honorable thing. You're not corrupt like the rest of the world." If Nathan hadn't swooped into her life when he did, just maybe she would have ended up with Cole. But maybe it wasn't the right time. Maybe they would have crashed and burned just like Nathan and her did.
"Better late than never, huh?" She teases.
"My father was a hard-ass. An absolute dick," Cole said. "It was no wonder my mom left the first chance she got, leaving me behind to deal with him."
He had just started high school when his parents split. After that, he didn't see his mother again until graduation. Even after his father's death, their relationship never truly recovered. Estranged was probably the best way to describe it.
Cole studied the beer bottle in his hand, a faint, bittersweet smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"I hate corruption. I hate violence. That's why I do what I do. But at the end of the day, there's only so much one man can accomplish."
He turned to Hayley, meeting her eyes.
"I'd like to give us a shot." He let out a quiet laugh. "I'm not the same idiot I was in high school. I finally pulled my head out of my ass and grew up."
His smile softened.
"Truth is, if we'd tried back then... it probably would've crashed and burned. We both needed time to become who we are now."












