The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy
A full, dramatic, dip-her-backward kiss straight out of a movie.
I slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle my laugh, but it was no use. Piper froze mid-step, devastation on her face, and trudged back like a soldier retreating from battle.
I lost it, laughing until tears stung my eyes.
Piper dropped into her chair, groaning. “I think I just died inside.”
“The timing was… spectacular,” I wheezed.
“Spectacularly cruel,” she muttered. Then, after a beat, she peeked at me through her fingers. “Maybe I should become a nun.”