Accidentally Head Over Heels
“It’s… a long story.”
She leaned back slightly, folding her arms, but her eyes stayed on him. “Good. I’ve got time.”
He cleared his throat, straightened a little, though the tension didn’t leave his shoulders. “Apparently, I’ve been looking for my betrothed. Nichole Solange Sinclair. Senator Sinclair’s daughter.”
Honey gave a slow nod, her lips parting slightly. “O…kay.”
“Two weeks ago,” Jay continued, his gaze drifting somewhere far away, “she ran out of a party after we had a huge fight.” He swallowed hard, Adam’s apple bobbing. “Our parents arranged the whole thing. Marriage. Political alliance. You know how that goes.”
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