I stare at Micheal. What does his brother mean? Finn glares at his brother.“Stop it, Kenny. You’re scaring her.”“I’m sorry. I can’t help myself.” Kenny tilts his head as he looks at me. “So, who’s the lucky guy who gets your attention? I can’t see you getting dressed up to be with your girlfriends.”“Well…”Should I tell them? Or should I just carry on with my previous plan? But there’s a part of me that makes me feel like Micheal being here was perfect timing. I should take advantage of it, even if I want to put my hands around Micheal’s throat and throttle him. We might have behaved the last time we saw each other, but he still drives me crazy.Even as a throbbing starts between my legs, I don’t have anything to stop it. My legs are feeling wobbly as I try to ignore it.“Well…” I adjust my bag across my chest. “I was set up on a blind date, and it’s not going well. I am trying to find a way to leave.”“Really?” Kenny looks around towards my table. Alan is in view, and he seems to

“Impatient, are we?”I groan and roll my hips against his erection again.“Damn right, I am. Now, are you going to leave this lady hanging, or will you make sure she finishes this with a smile on her face?”Micheal’s response is to kiss me hard, and we fall onto the couch. His hands push up my dress, sliding under my panties while I unbutton his shirt. I stutter and fumble with a button when his fingers brush over my clit, but I keep going. I yank his shirt out of his pants, only to realize he still has his jacket on. But I don’t want his hand to leave me, not when it’s touching me in a way that’s making my arousal tighten in my stomach.Micheal seems to notice what I need, and his hand leaves me as he gets onto his knees. I start to protest, only for that to fade away when he takes off both his jacket and shirt, tossing them onto the floor. I lick my lips as I look over his firm-looking body, seeing the dusting of hair on his chest that trickles down his belly and into the waistband

I almost drop my phone at that remark. Either that or my fingers have suddenly frozen because of the cold. I get a better grip on it as I try comprehending what my daughter just said.“Regina! Don’t say something like that?”“What? Did I say something bad?”“At your age, yes. Just be careful how you word things in the future, please.”“Sorry, Dad.” Regina giggles. “I can claim that I’m not feeling very well, and you have to come back. I’m still in my cast, after all.”“We’ll only go with that if your grandma knows about it. I don’t want her telling me off for leaving a date like I did.”“Grandma can claim me for crying wolf. I’m just trying to help my dad out.” Regina pauses. “Dad, how many dates are you going on like this?”I frown at my phone before putting it back to my ear.“Why do you say that, honey?”“If you’re going on a date, shouldn’t you actually like the girl first before you go on a date? Why did you agree to this one when you’re already bored?”“This is one your Uncle Ke

thing, disrespected your decision, and that she needs to back off. I can’t believe she won’t listen.”“Well, Nathan’s a good liar, from what I’ve found out,” I say gloomily. “And Aliyah isn’t as smart as I thought if she’s still believing him.”“She’s been incessant as well. It’s ridiculous.”Helen snorts and finishes off her can.“I’ve told her that she did the wrong thing, disrespected your decision, and that she needs to back off. I can’t believe she won’t listen.”“Well, Nathan’s a good liar, from what I’ve found out,” I say gloomily. “And Aliyah isn’t as smart as I thought if she’s still believing him.”“Unless she’s trying to apologize,”Helen suggests.I scoff at that.“Since when has she been able to apologize for anything? She certainly hasn’t for me. She’s no better than Nathan.”Although I will be impressed and more likely to forgive if Aliyah actually says sorry without trying to put it back on other people. How did I not think this was a deal breaker before?Another howl o

I watch as Lucia lets out a shuddering breath and runs her hands through her hair. She’s in profile to me, but I can see that she looks close to tears. Shrugging out of my coat, I hang it up with my scarf and approach her.“What was that all about?”“It…it’s nothing.”“It didn’t look like nothing.”glares at me. Then her shoulders slump.“It’s just my ex. He won’t stop harassing me.”That guy again? I’m confused.“Didn’t he get the message back at the resort? I thought anyone would get the point after being smacked.”Lucia glares at me. Then her shoulders slump.“It’s just my ex. He won’t stop harassing me.”That guy again? I’m confused.“Didn’t he get the message back at the resort? I thought anyone would get the point after being smacked.”“Well, he still seems to think that pestering me will make me go back to him, even if it’s to shut him up.” Lucia swallows her jaw tight. “God, I have no idea how I went out with him and thought he was a good catch. He’s a horrible human being.”“