“Besides,” Zoe continued, “if you’re worried about having an heir, Adam will become your heir once we’re married. You know how much he adores you already.”Noah couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Zoe’s son. The boy had quickly wormed his way into Noah’s heart over the past few months. He was
HannahI stared at the wedding invitation on my dresser, my fingers tracing the ornate gold lettering. Noah and Zoe’s wedding was coming up soon. The thought still made my stomach churn, but now there was a new emotion mixed in with the hurt.Determination.“You know what?” I said to Viona, who was
Drake smirked. “Maybe you’re just a badass by nature.”I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t help the smile tugging at my lips. “Oh, stop it, you flatterer. I’m going to go change.”As I showered in the locker room, letting the hot water soothe my aching muscles, I found myself imagining the upcoming weddi
HannahI stared at my phone, my thumb hovering over the ‘Message’ button on David’s profile. His main picture was an incredibly handsome one—he was wearing an expensive suit, dark hair neatly slicked back and his black beard freshly trimmed. There was a roguish sort of handsomeness about him, eyes c
NoahNoah stood in the foyer of his spacious home, listening to the sound of Zoe’s laughter fading as she left for her bachelorette party, tiara askance on her head.“See you later, honey!” she called out, waving as she climbed into the waiting limousine, where all of her friends were already drinki
Guilt gnawed at him as he remembered accusing Hannah of cheating all those months ago. The memory of that night, of Hannah slapping him so hard he had fallen, played on repeat in his mind, fresh as ever despite how much time had passed.He could still feel the sting of her palm against his cheek if
HannahI wiped the sweat from my face and neck with a towel, gulping down water from my bottle. My muscles ached pleasantly from the intense workout, my limbs feeling delightfully loose and limber.“Great session today, Hannah,” Drake said, clapping me on the shoulder. He might have even been more b
I pushed against his chest, but he didn’t budge. “That’s ridiculous. I don’t want you, David. You’re full of yourself and rude.” I sniffed, nose wrinkling at the scent of alcohol. “And you’re drunk as hell right now.”He chuckled, the sound sending chills down my spine. “Such a little minx. I bet yo