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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

“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

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

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

Griffin’s arms wrap around my waist, and he hauls me into his lap. “Good because my intentions for you also include fucking your brains out every day.”I laugh, my head falling back as his lips trace my jaw. “I don’t know if that’s possible. You’d have to grow tired of that eventually.”“I never would get tired of you, Cora. Not in a million years with your pussy.”When he kisses me, the world around us fades away.Griffin’s mouth moves against mine, the soft pressure of his lips permanently etched into my mind.My fingers weave through his hair, pulling him closer as his hardened cock presses against me.Griffin nips at my bottom lip, and I moan.His tongue tangles with mine as his hands slide up and down my waist. Griffin’s hands roam over my hips before he cups my ass.He lifts me and carries me back into the bedroom, his lips still on mine. I moan as he puts me down on the bed, my back pressing into the soft mattress.I run my hands up his torso beneath his shirt. His muscles flex