The post office wasn’t busy, and the lady at the front counter was very kind. She gave me a sweet smile as I placed the envelopes on the counter. “Ah, I see another shipment of Cassidy-Ann originals,” she said with a light chuckle. “How can you tell?” I teased. Scanned each envelope into her syst
Lila’s POV “Absolutely not!!!” Val growled with fury boiling through her. I had to clutch the desk to keep her tame and not lose control. “We will not be introducing these whores to our mate!!” “Maybe he would finally reject us if we did though,” I said, trying to reason with her. Yes, it was pai
I understood completely and nodded. Before I had a chance to say anything, Lila stared up at me through her lashes. “You should come to the art show on Saturday. I’m going early to help Cassidy-Ann set up,” she said. There was something about her tone that was strange, and it didn’t sit right wit
Lila’s POVThere was a part of me that was hoping that Enzo wouldn’t show up. Emily and Kate were especially happy to meet him when I told them he agreed to come. We spent most of the morning setting up the gallery for the show. The caterers arrived just in time to set up their stations for food an
But why? I stepped away from Brody, allowing his hand to fall from my shoulder and I glanced back at Leroy and Cassidy-Ann. “If you’ll excuse me, there’s someone I need to speak with,” I told them, bowing my head slightly at Leroy Klein as if he was royalty. Who am I kidding? To me… he was the cl
Lila’s POVWhat did he just say? I stared up at him with wide and shocked eyes. I could hardly breathe standing in front of him. We were outside and the air was starting to get brisk. It was growing late in the evening and only the faint lighting of the moon, hidden behind a few clouds, lit up the
“We would be gone for the entire summer…so a couple of months,” she continued. At that point, my heart fell back into my stomach. I had a disappointed feeling knotting inside of me and I felt Val’s head lowering. We would be gone for so long… That was two months away from Enzo. Val would never be
Enzo’s POV“You went to the art show, Enzo?” Connie nearly hissed, stepping in front of me as I sat on the couch in my living room. “What are you even still doing here, Connie?” I muttered, kicking off my shoes. “Didn’t your contract end a week ago?” She pouted, folding her arms across her chest.