The first time Lila Monroe met Damon Vale was at her boyfriend Ryan’s family barbecue two years ago.She had been dating Ryan for almost a year at that point. Everything felt perfect — until she stepped into the backyard and saw his older brother.Damon Vale, 34 at the time, was nothing like Ryan. Where Ryan was easy-going and boyish, Damon was intense, commanding, and dangerously masculine. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features, dark hair, and piercing gray eyes that locked onto her the moment she walked in.Their handshake lasted a second too long. His grip was firm, warm, and sent electricity racing up her arm.“Nice to finally meet you, Lila,” he said, voice low and smooth. His eyes slowly dragged down her sundress before returning to her face.Lila felt heat rush to her cheeks. “You too.”Throughout the afternoon, Damon watched her. Not obviously. But every time she laughed at Ryan’s jokes, every time she bent over to pick up a plate, every time she crossed her legs — she f
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