LOGINHe gives me an empathetic smile. “It could be more complicated than that. The reasons could be multifaceted or more nuanced than you thought.”I nod pensively, taking it all in. Once again, I’m grateful Grayson is with me to help me navigate this quagmire.I slip my hand into his. “Thanks for being
I chuckle as I stare at Grayson sitting next to me in our first-class seats.“Do you really think anyone’s going to be fooled by the baseball cap and shades?”He grins. “You don’t know your dad’s not tailing you. He seems awfully curious about your plans this weekend.”“Luther was just pissed that I
I drop my head and groan my frustration into my glass of pinot noir.What if our last hours were all an illusion, and in his mind, it really was the final goodbye? My heart sinks like a stone at the thought. I know it can’t go on, but I’m not ready for it to be over. Please let us have one more week
“Leave this work for the others. You are meant for so much more. You’re a Harrison, for crying out loud.”“Other people like who?” I say, careful to keep my voice down. The whole office needn’t know how much of a pretentious snob my dad can be. “We’re short-staffed as it is. Very few attorneys are w
It’s Tuesday morning, the first day I’ve awakened since Friday without Grayson Bennett in my bed. My mind is still reeling from this weekend, and my body has a pleasant ache one might have after running a marathon. Everything was so surreal, from Grayson showing up unannounced at my door to him admi
Her shoulders slump. “So, you don’t think that I should go see her.”“I just wonder if it would do more harm than good.” I rub my hands over my face. “Kind of like me overstaying my welcome.” I turn to look at her. I can already see the sorrow in those lovely eyes. “I should go now.”Her brow furrow
Tenderness has its place, and I've treated her gently these last few times we've made love. But gentle isn't our style. It's not us. Not who we are together. In the bedroom, we're primal, insatiable, ravenous for each other's touch. Gentleness can wait."I want my wife back," I rasp against her ski
The dining room of our coastal villa flickers with the golden glow of candlelight. The scent of rosemary and garlic still lingers from the lamb I seared myself—Abby always said there was something sexy about a man who could cook, so I pulled out all the stops. But now, as she sits across from me in
I sit at Margo's dining table, pushing the food around my plate with a fork, my appetite nonexistent. The meal she's prepared is delicious - a hearty beef stew with fresh-baked bread - but my mind is far from the comforts of home cooking.Margo eyes me with a slight smirk. "I'm sorry it's not one of
But in that breath of a moment, a traitorous spark had leaped between us. Holden felt it. I felt it. But it changed nothing. I love Grayson with every fiber of my being. I'd never betray his trust or wound him like that. Grayson's my world, my unshakable foundation."Abby, you're so new to this r







