Taming the Heart (Crimson Ridge #3)

by Elliott Rose

“Back to Mandy…” Setting my glass down, I simply will myself to persist with this conversation, ignoring every protest and complaint swirling through my blood. “She’s not going to be back for a while?” Beau studies his beer with a sudden dullness behind his eyes before puffing out his cheeks. “We’re on track for a divorce.” There’s a carnival, a multi-color fiesta complete with fireworks, trumpets, and confetti rioting where my stomach should be. However, I cling to my composure on the outside. Only just. “I’m sorry to hear that.” No, I’m not. Fuck yes, bitch, this man isn’t quite as off-limits as I believed him to be. Thank you, Universe. Hail every Goddess, and let me say my prayers at the altar of whatever anti-cupid’s arrow grants couples their separations. “It’s been a long time coming. I guess, I just haven’t really told many people… don’t trust others very easily, ya know.” His throat works as a sip of beer goes down. “In my world outside of Crimson Ridge, it was too easy for rumors and bullshit to spread like wildfire.” My heart is hammering inside my chest. “Consider me a high-security vault.” With one hand, I mime turning a key over my lips. “Thanks.” A muscle in the side of his jaw pulses.