“Stay,” he says. “For Thanksgiving and…Christmas if you want. The kids will want you here.” I tilt my head to the side, already knowing that we are headed in a dangerous direction but not wanting to stop. “Just them?” He takes a sip of his drink and licks a stray drop from his bottom lip. My sex pulses instantly. “You already know I want you here.” Butterflies begin flapping their wings in my stomach and move to my chest making my heart race. “Rowan…” “Sunshine.” “Why do you call me that?” He hesitates for a second and gives me a sweet smile. “Because you have become one of the bright spots in
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