Fallen Angel
Rule #1 of surviving a divorce: Never, under any circumstances, let your drop-dead gorgeous ex-husband back into your house.
Rachael Adams thought she had her life under control. She had a blossoming career as a romance author, her quiet independence, and most importantly, her six-year-old daughter, Leah. As long as she kept a safe distance from Gabriel Kayes—the ruthless CEO whose magnetic charm once ruined her—her heart was safe.
Until Leah comes home with a heartbreaking confession.
Gabriel’s new, scheming girlfriend isn't just trying to play stepmom—she’s secretly threatening to get rid of Leah the second the wedding ring is on her finger.
••••• Before I could pull the door open, he reached out and slammed it shut, turning me around so I was cornered against the wood, my chest heaving.
“What are you saying, Rach?”
I shook my head, biting down on my lower lip. “It’s nothing.”
He raised an eyebrow, his gaze searching mine. “Don’t lie to me.”
Exasperated, I shrugged, speaking a bit more slowly this time. “Look... it’s clear that we’re still extremely attracted to each other.”
“Very much,” he replied immediately without missing a beat.
“And, well...” I paused, fighting the urge to bury my face in my hands. Do I really tell this asshole that I haven’t slept with anyone since our divorce? “I don’t know.”
He scoffed, and I immediately glared at him with my arms folded tightly across my chest.
“You’re such a hypocrite,” he murmured, though a dark, irresistible smirk began spreading across his lips. “Calling me out for asking for a simple, harmless kiss, and here you are demanding to be friends with benefits with your ex-husband?”
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