FROST OBSESSION
Cass breathed, the name feeling like a curse from a past life.
Natalie Brooks, his old life’s ghost, stood there looking at him like he was a dead man walking. The tension between them was a physical weight, thick with the secrets Cass had been trying to bury.
"Castel?" she asked, her voice trembling. "What are you doing here with a Navarro?"
Luke’s hand dropped to the small of Cass’s back, his grip possessive and heavy. "Who is she, Cass?"
Cass looked at Natalie, then at the man he loved. The past was standing on a sidewalk in the middle of a Monday afternoon, and it wasn't going away.
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