LOGINTIFFANY’S POV“Where have you been, Tiffany?”I stand frozen by the doorway, my fingers tightening around the strap of my handbag as I stare at his back. For a moment, I consider asking him what he is doing in my apartment, but I quickly decide against it.“Carl.” I swallow. “I went to the house, just like we agreed. Didn’t meet you there.”He doesn’t turn around.I continue. “I thought you were there, but when I arrived, you weren’t. So I decided to go out for a while.”“Hmm.”My stomach churns and before I can stop myself, I find myself talking more than I should.“I didn’t know when you’d be back, and I didn’t want to spend the entire afternoon waiting around.”Carl finally turns.His eyes settle on me, and something about the expression on his face makes me wish I had chosen my words more carefully.“With who?”I raise a brow. “What?”“Who did you go out with?”I open my mouth, but before I can answer, he takes a step away from the dresser.“With my son?”My heart skips. I look a
TIFFANY’S POV“Where have you been, Tiffany?”I stand frozen by the doorway, my fingers tightening around the strap of my handbag as I stare at his back. For a moment, I consider asking him what he is doing in my apartment, but I quickly decide against it.“Carl.” I swallow. “I went to the house, just like we agreed. Didn’t meet you there.”He doesn’t turn around.I continue. “I thought you were there, but when I arrived, you weren’t. So I decided to go out for a while.”“Hmm.”My stomach churns and before I can stop myself, I find myself talking more than I should.“I didn’t know when you’d be back, and I didn’t want to spend the entire afternoon waiting around.”Carl finally turns.His eyes settle on me, and something about the expression on his face makes me wish I had chosen my words more carefully.“With who?”I raise a brow. “What?”“Who did you go out with?”I open my mouth, but before I can answer, he takes a step away from the dresser.“With my son?”My heart skips. I look a
TIFFANY’S POV“Where have you been, Tiffany?”I stand frozen by the doorway, my fingers tightening around the strap of my handbag as I stare at his back. For a moment, I consider asking him what he is doing in my apartment, but I quickly decide against it.“Carl.” I swallow. “I went to the house, just like we agreed. Didn’t meet you there.”He doesn’t turn around.I continue. “I thought you were there, but when I arrived, you weren’t. So I decided to go out for a while.”“Hmm.”My stomach churns and before I can stop myself, I find myself talking more than I should.“I didn’t know when you’d be back, and I didn’t want to spend the entire afternoon waiting around.”Carl finally turns.His eyes settle on me, and something about the expression on his face makes me wish I had chosen my words more carefully.“With who?”I raise a brow. “What?”“Who did you go out with?”I open my mouth, but before I can answer, he takes a step away from the dresser.“With my son?”My heart skips. I look a
TIFFANY’S POV“Where have you been, Tiffany?”I stand frozen by the doorway, my fingers tightening around the strap of my handbag as I stare at his back. For a moment, I consider asking him what he is doing in my apartment, but I quickly decide against it.“Carl.” I swallow. “I went to the house, just like we agreed. Didn’t meet you there.”He doesn’t turn around.I continue. “I thought you were there, but when I arrived, you weren’t. So I decided to go out for a while.”“Hmm.”My stomach churns and before I can stop myself, I find myself talking more than I should.“I didn’t know when you’d be back, and I didn’t want to spend the entire afternoon waiting around.”Carl finally turns.His eyes settle on me, and something about the expression on his face makes me wish I had chosen my words more carefully.“With who?”I raise a brow. “What?”“Who did you go out with?”I open my mouth, but before I can answer, he takes a step away from the dresser.“With my son?”My heart skips. I look a
TIFFANY’S POV“Where have you been, Tiffany?”I stand frozen by the doorway, my fingers tightening around the strap of my handbag as I stare at his back. For a moment, I consider asking him what he is doing in my apartment, but I quickly decide against it.“Carl.” I swallow. “I went to the house, just like we agreed. Didn’t meet you there.”He doesn’t turn around.I continue. “I thought you were there, but when I arrived, you weren’t. So I decided to go out for a while.”“Hmm.”My stomach churns and before I can stop myself, I find myself talking more than I should.“I didn’t know when you’d be back, and I didn’t want to spend the entire afternoon waiting around.”Carl finally turns.His eyes settle on me, and something about the expression on his face makes me wish I had chosen my words more carefully.“With who?”I raise a brow. “What?”“Who did you go out with?”I open my mouth, but before I can answer, he takes a step away from the dresser.“With my son?”My heart skips. I look a
TIFFANY’S POV“Can I show you, Tiffy?”I stare at Cross, momentarily forgetting how to breathe.His fingers are still resting against my hair, having just brushed it away from my shoulder. He’s standing close enough for me to notice the faint scent of his cologne, and there’s something about the way he’s looking at me that makes my stomach tighten.I swallow hard. What the hell am I doing?What am I even doing in a place like this, sitting in a private office with Cross Presley, allowing him to touch my hair and speak to me as though we’re two people who have no reason to be careful around each other?He’s Carl’s son, for heaven’s sake! My future stepson.I pull away from his touch and quickly stand, reaching for my handbag.“I should go.”Cross straightens, looking confused now.“What?”“I said I should go.”I don’t wait for him to respond. I sling my handbag over my shoulder and head for the door, my heels clicking against the floor as I make my way out of the office.“Tiffany.”I i







