The CEO’s Secret Triplets
"You were just playing the hand you were dealt. We both were."
She pulled him down into a kiss. It was a long, slow exploration, a promise of a future that didn't involve boardrooms or glass walls. It tasted of the cold night air and the warmth of the house behind them. When they finally pulled apart, the world felt larger, more open.
"We should go in," Dante said. "Toby will want his stuffed bear, and I’m the only one who can find it under the couch."
"The great Dante Blackwood, reduced to searching for stuffed animals," Bella teased, a genuine spark of humor in her eyes.