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friendship with his buddies would change once the two of them took the final step and got married. He hated the thought of being alone.
    While he was growing up, his parents had pawned him off on other people or left him in the care of a well-paid nanny until he got old enough to be alone, which in their eyes meant sixteen years old. They cared more about spending time with their friends than raising their children.
    He had two younger siblings his ‘loving’ parents adopted after he was a freshman in college. He needed to check in with his brother and sister more often but they were so much like his parents that he tried to avoid them as much as possible.
    Kate and Nicholas were like two peas in a pod despite Nicholas being four years older than his sister. Chance wondered how his younger siblings had ended up so much like his image- driven parents without sharing a blood line.
    His parent’s bad parenting skills could have come from the fact his mother gave birth to him when she was in high school. What kind of guidance could either one of his parents have given to him at that young age? Thank God, his father’s parents had stepped in and helped raise him until he turned eight years old. At that point, unfortunately, his mother had decided to come back into his life and take him back. His grandparents fought so hard to keep him, but in the end the judge gave him back to his mother and father. He never had the same life again after leaving his grandparents’ house because he got moved from place to place.
    He never remembered staying in one place more than a year and a half. The only thing that kept him going was doing well enough in school so he would get accepted to a college far away from his unfit parents.
    Luckily, he got accepted to a college in Connecticut which meant he was leaving Tennessee behind. A month after graduating from high school he packed up all of his belongings and moved away. Chance couldn’t have been happier to leave the control of his parents than he was on that day.
    Nothing his parents told him would have made him stay there a second longer. For years, Chance considered his life a version of one those bad family sitcoms from the late eighties or early nineties. Sure, he was born into a wealthy family but all of the money in the world didn’t give him the childhood his other friends had in school when he was a little boy.
    Most days, he was so envious of seeing his other playmates running up to their parents when his grandparents were the ones picking him up from school. He never doubted his grandparent’s love for him. Chance cherished them to this day. Now in their late eighties, he couldn’t ask for a better gift than them still being alive.
    Chance still couldn’t believe the lack of attention his mother and father still gave him today. At his age, it should be water under the bridge; yet, something about it even now rubbed him the wrong way. His never having them in his life as a child and now maybe the sudden thought of losing his two best friends was stirring up all of these buried emotions.
    No matter what it might be on his end Chance knew he better find a way to overcome it or risk losing Nash and Brian who were always nice enough to put up with his crazy bullshit.
    Shaking his head, Chance ran his hand down his face. He was done focusing on his deadbeat parents. There wasn’t a thing he could change about them, so why was he giving them any more of his time?
    Besides, he wanted to stay in the present so he could figure out where he might have run into Emerald before. Even her name was as sexy as her luscious, curvy body. One of his biggest secrets that he kept close was how much he loved a black woman with some meat on her bones.
    In the past, Chance had tried approaching women like Emerald at nightclubs, but they usually turned him down thinking he wasn’t serious when he asked them to dance. So, after getting shot down more than once he stopped asking them and moved on to