Written with Regret (Regret #1)

by Aly Martinez

I just got shot down by a woman before she even looked at me.

It was the most bizarre combination of anguish and adoration, like she couldn’t decide if she wanted to burst into tears or launch herself into my arms.

But if you ask her, I bet she’ll come. She always looks at you like this.” She folded her hands in front of her chest and stared dreamily into the distance while batting her eyelashes. “I think she likes you.”

When you look at your computer, she looks at you. And when you look at her, she looks at me. And then, when you both look at each other, her cheeks get pink and she looks down at the table and smiles. Jacob told me at snack that she probably loves you.” My jaw slacked open. “You were talking to Jacob about me and Hadley?” She gave me a duh side-eye that did not bode well for me during her teenage years and replied, “He’s a love expert, Daddy.”

“You know what else is real? Your delusions.”

“He is not fifteen-year-old Caven Lowe anymore. He’s Caven Hunt. The father of your daughter who, thanks to the bullshit agreement you signed, owns your time with Rosalee for the next three months. Literally and figuratively: Do not screw this up.”