By the time I’m done going through them and place them on the table, my hands are trembling, and my heart is racing. I’m rendered completely speechless as my shift from Gabriel’s face to the documents on the table.“Gabriel” I shake my head. “I don’t understand.”He takes my hands in his large one.
Gabriel.I pull away from Harper and just stare at her. The woman that I’d fallen in love with just mere months of her being back into my life.After Ashley, I thought my heart was dead for good. That it would never beat again for another woman. I was content with just using them for their bodies an
“Try me.”She bites her lip, and to prove my point, I start to pull my finger out of her.“You,” Her voice is low, almost nervous.My eyes dart up to hers, and I can see the nervousness there. I’m shocked but happy at the same time. I don’t remember that night clearly. I didn’t really think she was
Emma.“Why do you think you refused to let go of Rowan? Why do you think you held on to him for years even knowing that he was married to Ava?”Mia’s question plays in my head as I try to think of a way to answer her. Why did I not let go of Rowan the moment he slept with Ava? Why had I kept holding
Hell, I should have let go the moment Rowan decided to marry Ava. He didn’t have to, but he did, because maybe deep down, something different was working inside him. I should have moved on the moment I realized there wasn’t a future between us.I hate myself because Mia just showed me the extent to
Hey Loves, Today there won't be an update because of a pressing issue.So I've read your comments and I want your honest opinion. I get your concerns and I pride myself in listening to my readers because without you, then why am I even writing?First of all, I rushed to finish this book because a l
Calvin.When I woke up this morning, I never expected Emma to come to my office to apologize. Actually, after slamming the door in her face the last time I saw her, I didn’t expect to ever see her again.I thought that day would be the end. That would be the last time I ever saw her again. I know Em
“Hi, Calvin,” her cheery voice pulls me from my thoughts.I smile and stand up. I give her a hug and then peck her rosy cheeks.I met Kinley by chance at a convention building and construction convention. She’s an architect. We just clicked in a way I never saw coming. Her witty and charming ways dr