LOGIN“I agree with Victor. I mean, look at the way they’re staring into each other’s eyes. And look,” I say, pointing to the caption. “They’re planning on a Christmas wedding. Why would she announce that, if she’s planning to dump him for Grayson in a few days?. I’m afraid Mr. Bennet might be the one in
I go to the door to let him in.“Victor,” I say cheerfully, “Come in, come in,” I say embracing him and letting him kiss my cheeks.“How is little Xavi doing?”“Oh, you know, the great thing about kids is that they’re so resilient. We’re thinking about having a couple of sessions with a therapist, j
As I stare at them, I know, life doesn’t get much better than this. And I’m so unbelievably thankful to have us all safe under the same roof.The awkward moment came when we had to explain that the doctors hadn’t been able to save Mika. Our sweet boy wept for her as we held him in our arms.He’d loo
We shower together and tenderly make love to each other. Both are just so thankful to be back in each other’s arms. Too excited to sleep, I check the monitor for the hundredth time to confirm Xavi is still there. Satisfied, I turn over to find Sebastian lying on his back staring up at the ceiling.
“Right, maintain the status quo.”“Only now, I’m ready to put a fucking hole in Carson’s head. How do I know you didn’t set this whole thing up from the start to paint Carson as the villain? Maybe you want him out the picture so bad, you’re hoping I’ll take him out for you.”Grayson raises his hands
When I’m close enough, Bennet steps forward, extending a hand.“Grayson Bennet.”His handshake is firm, but not crushing like in some juvenile show of power.“Sebastian Petrosky,” I reply and sit in the seat he indicates across the table from him.“So, you attended Princeton,” I say, letting him kno
I nearly jump out of my skin when my cell rings. Is it Declan? No! I sigh with heavy disappointment.“Oh, hey, Lexi.”“Jeez, could you sound a little less excited to hear from me?” Lexi laughed, from the noise in the background, I’m guessing walking down a busy NY street, maybe on break.“I’m sorry,
I can still feel Declan's hands on my body as I drive to work, my skin tingling from the memory of his touch. Last night was incredible. I've never experienced anything like it before. He was so confident, so in control, bringing me to heights of pleasure I didn't know were possible. When he kissed
The moment the judge calls recess, I'm on my feet. I grab my purse, mumbling some excuse to Grant as I hurry from the courtroom. My heels click rapidly across the tiled floor as I weave through the crowds, my heart racing. When I feel the vibration of Declan's text, I nearly knock over an elderly w
I wake slowly, pleasantly sore yet rejuvenated by the life Declan infused into me with our passionate lovemaking. His side of the bed is empty, but he's left a single red rose on the pillow along with a note saying he's having coffee in the living room. After freshening up in the bathroom, I find D







