I was here for the society, because only they held the answers I needed. That was, until I found out that in order to get those answers, I needed to go through him. He’s saying if I want in, I have to play by their rules, follow their lead.
It’s a game I’m willing to play.
“I figured I’d try something different and ask you to dance.” I whirled around and let out a small squeak of alarm. The muscles in my lower belly quivered, and my breath caught. My savior from earlier stood in front of me, looking like a cross between an angel of mercy and the devil incarnate. “We have to stop meeting like this,” I mumbled. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Well, there’s no rain at the moment, so we should be safe. I trust we were able to save your camera?” Heat flooded my cheeks. “Yes. Thank you. Honestly that could have been ugly today. I’m indebted.” “How about a dance, and we’ll call it even?” A dance? With him? Pressed up against… “I, uh…” “Now, I’m not as good as you are, so you’ll need to take it easy on me.”
Is it possible to make up for the way we have hurt others?
I wonder if it truly is.
Can we undo what has already been done?
No. We can’t.
I know for a fact, we cannot un-say words that have been bitterly spoken by a deliberate slip of a tongue.
The Contract has changed.
Can Richard and Katy overcome The Amendment?
Forever felt impossible.
Heartbreak was inevitable.
Always would cost us everything.
This is not a fairytale.
This is a love story.
𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫.
✔ Friends to Lover
✔ Hot Billionaire Chef
✔ Feisty Pastry Chef
✔ Slow burn
✔ Sweet recipe for love
It’s only for the summer, but things don’t stay neighborly for long.
Surrendering to an attraction they can’t deny, they agree to a no strings attached steamy summer fling.
But when their hidden identities are revealed, will it be too late to salvage a love always meant to be?
The attraction between us is undeniable and something we can’t ignore.
But there’s a secret that threatens to come between us. When we uncover more than we should, things become dangerous.
I fear I’m too fragile for the storm raging inside him, too delicate to withstand the pain that buffets him. But he’s too determined…and too tempting.
And sometimes hope soars above even the iciest desolation.
He pushed more. “Where were you, Wynter?”
I flicked my wrist, assuming a nonchalance I didn’t feel. “I was just around. Did you miss me?”
“Wynter, you skipped town three days ago without a word.”
I took a deep breath, stalling for a second. “I answered your texts.”
Kaysen stared at me. “And rejected my calls. I know you, Wynter, and I know there’s something going on. Are you okay?”