GWENDOLYN POVThe second Frost’s car disappeared down the street, I closed the curtain and leaned against the window.A real smile pulled at my mouth.I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt this light. Bryn wasn’t the first thing in my head. Frost was — the way he’d looked at me in that private room, the way he’d told me I could leave whenever I wanted, the way he’d made it clear I was staying because I chose to.Eight years of loving one man, and walking away from those feelings should have hurt more. Instead it just felt… right.I touched my lips, still feeling the ghost of his kiss, and laughed under my breath.“Gwendolyn, get it together,” I muttered, but I was still smiling when I walked to the bedroom.Tomorrow was our first real date. No Bryn. No hockey team dram. Just us.First, though, I had something I needed to end.I stared at my phone for a few seconds, then called Velvet Walker.She answered on the third ring. “Gwen?”“Hi, Mrs. Walker. I need to talk about our arrang
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