CHAPTER 72

Making a great show of straightening the pillows on the sofa, he was unprepared when Kimber tapped him on the shoulder. He turned to her, and she smacked him across the face. Hard.

“If all this vile shit you’re saying is the truth, then you’re a first-class asshole and I wish I hadn’t come here in the first place. If you’re saying it so you can leave your precious scarred heart wrapped in ice, then not only are you an asshole, you’re a coward. Unless you get over the past, you’ll be alone for the rest of your life, because Luc will someday meet a great girl, get married, and leave you to rot alone.

Enjoy your misery; it’s well deserved.”

She spun and stormed away. Victory. And yet he’d never felt more wretched.

“Kimber…” Luc called after her departing figure, auburn hair curling around her back. “Sweetheart!”

She didn’t hesitate, much less stop. Instead, Kimber just marched out of the room, across the house to Luc’s room, then slammed the door.

Deke flinched at the angry sound of the