(ARIELLE’S POV) Dwayne’s gaze locked onto mine, sharp yet somehow tender, as he let out a measured sigh. “On one hand, I’ve just navigated a major shake-up in Italy. We need a foothold in New York, and the timing felt right. On the other hand…” He hesitated, as if weighing the gravity of his next
“Easy for you to say,” I shot back, “You spin lies and secrets like it’s second nature.” My voice cracked, and I buried my head in my hands. For a moment, the only sound was the rustle of leaves in the cool night breeze. Dwayne shifted closer, his grip on my hand firm but not forceful. “Sorry I’ve
(ARIELLE’S POV) After what felt like an eternity, dinner finally ended. I thanked Nana Jean and Jared’s mother with my best polite smile, though I was practically vibrating with the urge to bolt. As I rose from the table, Jared was already at my side, like a shadow that had been waiting for its c
“Hey wait up!” Jared called out and broke into a run. “Hey,” Ashley said as we got to the car. Her eyes were lit up with amusement. “Hi, Ashley!” Maverick beamed in excitement. “What’s up, little man?” Ashley leaned over for a fist bump. I sighed in relief. “Thanks for coming, Ash.” I glanced ov
(JARED’S POV.) I stood with one foot perched on the first of the short flight of steps leading up to Arielle’s front porch. It felt like the door had hit me right in the face. And the blood vessels on my skin seemed very willing to visibly portray my embarrassment. And it had to be his fault. Dwa
“Evening, gentlemen,” he nodded professionally at us. “What would you be drinking tonight?” “Scotch neat,” Dwayne answered and turned to me. “Just a beer,” I answered. I had to keep myself as sober as possible to have a reasonable conversation with the man. “Suit yourself then,” Dwayne shrugged.
“You’d be wise to give up this fight before you make a fool of yourself,” he warned. “You’re the fool!” I spat and charged for him with the bottle. I aimed to hit him on the head but he dodged with his insanely quick reflexes and had his arm twisted around mine. He easily disarmed me of the bottle
(ARIELLE’S POV.) I sat at the dining table, messing around with my laptop, trying to nail down an idea for a food blog. But so far, nothing was really clicking. I was just staring at the screen, at some animated chef holding a tray of pasta. The smile on his face felt almost ironic, given where my
The possibility of getting to cook again filled me with strength. “Let’s make a stop at a grocery shop,” I said to Ashley. “Of course. We’d also pick up something for you to eat as well. You haven’t..” “No!” I said more sharply than intended. “Please. I’ll eat when I’m done cooking,” I maintained
(ARIELLE’S POV.) It felt like stepping out of a dream. A long one. The world was a blur around me, full of bright colors swirling into each other in a dizzying dance in the corners of my eyes. Slowly, my vision settled and the colors faded into the fluorescent bulb hanging down from the ceiling. I
(JARED’S POV) The next day, I pulled out of the hotel's driveway, Arielle and Ashley chatting away in the backseat. The atmosphere was lively, with Arielle's infectious laughter and Ashley’s bright smile. I was glad to see Arielle so carefree, even on a day like today. Ashley's presence was a bless
“Okay, how about… the bartender from that rooftop dinner we went to?” “Arielle!” Ashley exclaimed, feigning offense. “Seriously? A random bartender?” I shrugged. “Hey, you never know. Besides, you said it yourself that he was your type.” She rolled her eyes and didn't say a word. I continued the
(ARIELLE’S POV) I halted, my mind going blank. Pregnant? Ashley? It felt unbelievable. The Ashley I know would never let a man knock her up without marriage, she was that uptight. My eyes darted from her beaming face to the hand she was now placing on her stomach. “Pregnant?” The word escaped my l
(ARIELLE'S POV) “Surprise!” She exclaimed, her face beaming with smiles as she stepped fully into the room, pulling a small suitcase behind her. My jaw dropped, and my eyes widened. She looked tired from her trip, but her radiant smile masked it well. “Ashley, what are you doing here?” I asked, st
(ARIELLE'S POV) Back in my room at the hotel, I sat in front of my phone that was placed on the bed’s dashboard, waiting for my mom to answer the phone. Excitement coursed through my system like an unending river, and I couldn't wait to share the good news with my loved ones, my mom topping the cha
“I won’t be long in the shower,” he promised as he dashed into the bathroom. I picked up my phone and found a couple of missed calls from Michael Langley. A little frown crossed my face until I realized he might’ve worried after checking on me at my suite. I didn’t owe him any explanations of cours
(ARIELLE’S POV) I was awake—eyes closed, but very much aware of my surroundings. I could feel the gentle early morning breeze dance over my skin as it traveled across the room. The warmth of Jared’s skin against mine, his spring arms wrapped around me like a second blanket, brought back very vivid