Victor clears his throat as a woman shouts something to him in the background. “We haven’t spoken in a long time. I was just thinking about you.”“Cut the shit. You and I were over the moment you started fucking around with Crista. Now, tell me what you want so I can end this call and get back to work.”“You always did have a way with words.” He chuckles, and the sound makes me feel sick to my stomach. It’s the same condescending chuckle he used to use when we were building our business together.I’m not the same woman I was back then. I know better than to take his shit now.“Victor, enough. I’m at work, and you are cutting into my time. Tell me what you want, and never call me again.”Victor sighs. “I thought that there was going to be a day that you would come to your senses and come back to me. You know that you’re never going to amount to much without me.”I want to throw the phone across the room and scream.I wish I had a time machine so I could go back before I ever met Victor
Blaming myself for everything that happens seems wrong, but there is a part of me that thinks I am just as much to blame for my relationship falling.If I had just done more or paid a little more attention, maybe everything wouldn’t have gone to hell.Griffin rubbed his hand up and down my arm. “No. You can’t blame yourself for that at all. Even if you both did some things wrong in the relationship, he is still the one who screwed you over.”“I know. I’m normally good until he calls, and then I start spiraling about my mistakes again. I keep thinking that I’ve fully moved on with my life, and then a call or two from him is enough to send me back to the woman I used to be.”Griffin kisses my temple, his lips lingering for a moment. “You are not that woman. And really, he took advantage of you. He knew what he was doing from the start. You didn’t stand a chance.”My eyes well with tears and I blink them back. “I know that. I just hate feeling like a failure.”Griffin stands up and holds
GriffinI can’t believe I’m spending a Sunday morning trying to make maple, Brie, and pecan crepes while Cora sleeps in my bed upstairs.I used to think there was no way I would spend the weekend cooped up at home with a woman, let alone attempt a fancy breakfast in bed for her.Yet, the thought of making breakfast for my wife is growing on me.I shoot a glare at the flour as it scatters everywhere. “Of course. Why would it be simple and clean?” I talk to myself.With a sigh, I empty the flour into the mixing bowl and then roll the top of the bag. As I tuck the bag back into the cupboard, more flour spills out of a crack, covering my shirt.Soft footsteps pad down the hall as I crack eggs into the bowl.Cora appears in the doorway, wearing one of my old university shirts. The shirt is a faded burgundy, which only brings out the freckles scattered across her nose.It’s still hard to believe she's willing to give us a chance despite all that transpired between us.I’ll make sure she kno
“Great.” I finish the last crepe and start assembling them. “Jones is probably working for my father. It’s fine. I’ll deal with that problem.”Cora bounces in her seat as I slide the Brie-stuffed crepes over to her. “These look delicious. And what do you mean? Jones works for your father?”“Dad has a hard time letting go of the company. He likes to constantly hover over my shoulder and pretend he still has control.” I shrug and take a bite of my crepes. “I’ll get rid of Jones, and then Dad will find another way to meddle.”“That’s horrible.” Cara cuts her crepes into small pieces and swirls them through the maple syrup on her plate. You’re good at running the firm. I think your dad could take a step back and let you handle things now.”“He’s never going to let me handle things. I know that I’m stuck with him.”Cora’s head whips around as there is a knock at the door. She looks back at me, her mouth turning down at the corners. “Were you expecting anyone?”“No.” I grab my phone and che
CoraSophie grins as I get in her car. She makes a point of looking up at Griffin’s house and whistling. “It seems like you’re moving up in the world, Cora. When were you going to tell me that moving in with your boss is the real reason you wouldn’t move in with me?”“You can’t breathe a word of this to Jake.” I flip down the mirror and make sure my lipstick isn’t smudged from the kiss Griffin gave me as I walked out the door. “He’ll lose his mind if he thinks anything is going on between me and Griffin.”Sophie takes off down the driveway and onto the main road, heading for our favorite Mexican restaurant.“And is there something going on with Griffin? Something more than just getting your fill of a fine man?” Sophie teases.My cheeks are on fire as I roll my eyes. “Soph, do you have to say it like that?”Sophie wiggles her eyebrows at me as we come to a red light. “Oh, but I absolutely have to. If I knew you would start a relationship with your boss, I would’ve bothered you for dail
I stir my drink with my straw before taking a sip. “I guess I do have trust issues. I’m aware of that. It’s hard not to when the person you thought you’d marry puts you on the line for thousands of dollars. He called me the other day, too.”Sophie’s eyes nearly bulge out of her head as her hands smack down onto the bright red table. “Excuse me? He called you?”“He did. Not last Monday but the one before it.” I take another sip of my drink and pick up the food menu. My stomach growls as I look down the list of tacos.Sophie shakes her head. “There’s no way he’s trying to crawl back into your life, right?”“Nope. He wanted the insurance information for the policy on the house.” I can’t keep the smile off my face as I look up at her. “That was one of the policies I canceled when I left. He would've known if he had bothered to read the note I left him.”Sophie sips her drink, a smirk forming around her straw. “I’ve never been convinced that man could read.”I burst out laughing as the wai
Griffin“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” Cora asks as she looks out the airplane window at the ocean.I lean back in my seat and shake my head. “No. You’ll see when we get there. It shouldn’t be too much longer now.”Cora pulls her feet up to the edge of her seat, hugging her knees to her chest. “When you told me that we were going away for the long weekend, I didn’t expect a private plane,” she says.“You should start expecting that.” I look down at the contract on the table in front of me.Dozens of page flags stick out of the side, and I still have to finish reviewing a few files before we land in a few hours.I want to have all my work done so I can spend as much time with Cora as possible.Was whisking her away one of my better ideas? Yes.Have I done this for any other woman before? No fucking way.Cora told me she’d love to travel more. She wants to see the world, and I have the money to show her some of my favorite places.Cora shakes her head. “Griff, don’t get m
The drive from the private airport to Dublin is short. We abandon the car in a parking lot before heading to the cobblestone streets of the city's older sections.Brick buildings tower on either side of the road, bright pops of color accenting the shops.Cora pulls out her phone and starts snapping pictures. “I can’t believe we’re in Ireland right now. It’s been my dream destination for a long time.”“I may have found that out after asking Jake.”Cora spins to face me, her full lips parting in surprise. “You asked Jake?”“I asked him where he would want to travel next. He said Bali would be nice, but he’s considering Ireland since you never shut up about it.” I grin and loop my arm over her shoulders, steering her down a street packed with bright buildings. “Besides, that seemed like something a good husband should know about his wife.”Her elbow digs into my side. “You still haven’t sent me the divorce papers.”I stop and turn to her. My stomach ties itself into knots as I look down
“Hell, yes. Let’s do this. What did you buy?” We walk into the large mall, and I shake my head.“Something for Lola. It’s a new toy that teaches her unfamiliar words and looks amazing. I didn’t mean to think about work, but it’s hard not to when she’s involved.”“So, she’s a good part of the job.”“Lola is amazing. She’s at the age where she wants to learn everything, from new words to helping me in the kitchen. Her energy level is a lot, but that’s normal. We play hard and she sleeps hard and often, I sleep when she sleeps. It’s a legit thing.”Allison laughs at me, and I can’t help but laugh with her.“And Dad?”I let out a long groan.“He’s crazy. Like completely insane. He nitpicks everything I do, Allison.” I grip the bag harder and look forward, lost in thought. “She’s a cheerful kid, despite losing her mom at a really young age. I feed her the healthiest food, she learns when she plays, and I keep her active outside. Lola is happy. She’s got his family and friends supporting he
I HATE HIMDELILAHIwalk into the room and pace the floor as I try to calm my racing heart. The darkness of Miles’s eyes plays through my mind and the raw need all over his face sends chills over my body. I press my hands to my face.“Damn it. We were arguing about what an ass he is. That wasn’t supposed to happen.” It can’t happen. Ever.My body wanted him more than anything in the world at the moment, but running away was the best thing for me to do. We can’t go there.“It’s okay. That’s a sad fact about this situation, but all you can do is move forward, Miles. Are you ready to play?”The news had been full of stories about the accident, causing me to become a single father, and fans were both incredible and callous towards me. It was at the tail end of last season and had we been in a spot for the finals, I might have lost it for the team in my state of mind. It’s died down and now everyone is talking about the chance to get the cup this year.“I’m ready. New season, right?” I mee
“I was planning to head home.” I know that Lola and Delilah are there, and I want to see my daughter.“Come on. Let’s splurge and hit the diner before we really have to discipline ourselves. I can give Andrew a call to see if he’s up for it.” Gabe will not let this go.“Ok, I’m down. I think he’s at dinner with family.” It’s his dad’s birthday next week, not today. Delilah already asked for the weekend off.“Meet you there.” Gabe walks to his Jeep and I follow him to the corner diner I’ve been eating at since I moved here in high school along with everyone else in town.“There are my stars.” We grin at Wendy as she seats us, having known the older woman for years now. “Are you boys going to drop me now that the season is starting soon?”“I think we’ll have to cut back on the cheeseburgers as much as it pains me.”Gabe presses a hand to his chest as Wendy chuckles.“The usual then?” She glances between us and we nod, waiting for our drinks as Gabe looks me over.“Is it the season or so
FINDING INVISIBLE FAULT IN EVERYTHINGMILESDelilah is good with Lola, and I hate her for it. My daughter senses good people and connects with them easily as she had my family and friends that have helped me so much, and now, Delilah is at the top of that list.I have two weeks to settle my mind about her working here for me, and I use them to watch every movement like a hawk. It was never like this when I shared Lola with Kim. I didn’t like everything about her, but Kim was a good mom with Lola.Why do I resent her for dying so unexpectedly? It wasn’t something she set herself up for, just a tragic freeway accident, but I think about these feelings at night after Lola is sleeping. We weren’t far enough into it for things to go south and start vying for full custody on either side, but life has a way of changing things on you in the blink of an eye.I see how Delilah chooses only the best food, using my generous grocery budget to purchase healthy food to cook meals. She strays from my
Not to mention, he might be my employer. Based on Lola so far, she’s the ideal child to nanny for, but I can’t decide if Miles will be a great boss.Dinner is a series of questions from the protective father, covering all the bases. Andrew already vouched for me babysitting when I was a kid and I have a glowing recommendation letter from the daycare I worked at, complete with the certification Miles is looking for.“Why did you work at a daycare?”I swallow my bite and wash it down with soda before finding my words.“A friend got me the job and I figure the experience with kids could help me in the future if I treat any juveniles. They trained me in everything I’d need, though some of it requires me to take a class again, which is no problem. It was a great job.” I’m honest in my answer and he nods, reaching for a carrot.“You’re not looking for something in physical therapy right now? I’d hate to find someone just for them to leave.” Miles’s jaw is set in a near frown, and I admire j
WHAT AM I GETTING MYSELF INTO?DELILAHThe cabin is gorgeous. I look around at the spacious front yard and then back at the large home, wondering how big this place is.My brother and Miles play pro hockey and I know they’re doing well for themselves. Andrew has a large condo in town since he’s more of a city boy, while Miles seems like he wants to keep to himself. He’s always been that way, I’ve heard, and I wonder how well it might work out if I were to be hired.That’s a big if. Andrew told me how protective Miles is about his daughter and based on the sarcasm Andrew and I use heavily together, I probably don’t appear sweet and patient. He doesn’t even know me well since I went off to college just before Andrew began his career in Colorado.Truthfully, I’m great with kids. I babysat often as a teenager and even worked with kids through college at an aftercare program where my friend worked. It wasn’t related to my major as a physical therapist so much, but it was a fun job. My scho
“Mom would take you both in, but especially Lola.”“Well, they have a family business to run, and Lola’s my responsibility. This is on me.” I love my daughter to pieces and when she was born, things changed for me. I wanted to make myself the best person I could for Lola and I worked with her mom to co-parent successfully. By no means were we best friends, but Lola had parents who loved her and could have a conversation about her needs.Now it’s just me.“You’re a great dad, Miles. Never doubt that. I get why you’re worried, but Del is it. She’ll help you out for a while.” I look at Andrew and he smiles at me. “All I have to do is call her and we can get this in motion.”I think back to his sister from the times we met. She is on the taller side and striking, with big green eyes and a gorgeous smile. With that mouth, Delilah could give the team a run for their money with her sass.Maybe I remember her better than I thought.“She’ll hold back with Lola, right? I already have to make yo
"Book 2 brings you another collection of different storylines and new characters, while still keeping the heart of the brother’s best friend romance you loved. Get ready for fresh twists, deeper emotions, and even more unforgettable moments!"****I thought the toughest part of being a nanny for my brother’s best friend’s daughter would be potty training. Little did I know, I’d end up training her dad too.Miles is a hotshot hockey player. He’s used to winning on the ice.With his private jet and sprawling mansion, he’s used to getting what he wants.He’s everything I didn’t want—sarcastic, striking, and utterly off-limits.One minute, I’m reading bedtime stories.Next, I’m caught up in midnight shenanigans with the hottest single dad.And he just doesn’t want to stop walking into the kitchen shirtless every night.Watching him cradle his daughter, his eyes soft and full of love, melts my heart.But then, the way his eyes darken with desire when he looks at me? I want to be his…foreve
CoraOne Year LaterThe Colorado sun sets, casting a pink and orange glow over the world as I fluff out the skirt of my white dress.Kaleigh smiles, her eyes shining as she helps me adjust my veil. “You are stunning. I can’t believe you’re finally doing this.”I laugh, taking my bouquet of peonies from Sophie. “I’ve been married to him for over a year now.”“Yeah, but this is the real deal.” Sophie wipes away a stray tear. “We’re all so happy for you.”The doors open, and Jake strides inside. “How’s my favorite sister on her wedding day?”I hug him tight. “I’m good. Does this mean they’re ready to start?”Kaleigh nods as the wedding planner gives her a thumbs-up. She gives me a quick hug before hurrying away with Sophie.Jake stands beside me, holding out his arm. “Mom and Dad are sitting in the front row, and they haven’t stopped crying since we got here.”“Jake, please,” I blink my eyes a few times before looping my arm through his, “You’re going to make me cry.”“You look beautiful