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“That’s funny. I liked you better when I thought you hadn’t groomed my little sister and then fucked her over.”
Because the very last thing I need in my life is someone who makes me feel like there’s not enough oxygen in my lungs when I’ve only just caught my breath.
I want to know more about Winter Valentine. Like when that divorce is happening.
An elbow nudges at my arm, and I smell him before I even give in and look at him. Oranges, fresh and sweet, mixed with something spicy. Cloves? Ginger? He smells like mulled wine. It’s intoxicating. It’s masculine. It’s not bright and tart, and it doesn’t sting my nostrils.
“Careful, that one’s got claws,” Cade offers right as Willa shoves a pointy elbow into his ribs. I grin. “That’s okay. I like having my back scratched.”
Because men don’t look at me like that. Not the one I’m married to. And definitely not ones like Theo.
“I think I like you because you are a heart-stopping, jaw-dropping type of beautiful.”
One night only. We never tell anyone. But I’ll probably beg you for another shot, eventually.—Theo Silva
“I can’t wait to see how fucking pretty you look when you come with my name on your lips.”
I don’t want to be the one-night stand who’s used to scratch an itch. I want a woman like Winter Hamilton—beautiful, and smart, and sharp-tongued—to look at me and see a future.
“Look how beautiful you are.” The sun lights Theo and Vivienne’s faces in the same warm, golden hue. “You look just like your mom.”
“I could fucking bury whoever made you believe you’re as unlovable as you seem to think.”
“Watch your fucking tone when you’re talking to the mother of my child.”
“You’re supposed to make grown men cry at this gym, not have some weird Yaya Sisterhood cryfest at the front door. And why is there a dog on the front desk?”
“That night we were reckless.” His voice cracks. “But god, I’d be reckless with you over and over again if it means ending up here.”