Reborn: After 99 Divorces

easing a cloud of steam

Boone st

racing the defined lines of his chest and the ridges of his abdomen. He was younger here. The stress lin

erly te

ing the duvet up to her chin. It was an in

eyes locking onto hers. There was no warmth in them. No affection for a new

r huddled form with the hand holding the towel. "More acting? I

eeing him alive, breathing, standing there with

the bed. Every st

erous whisper. "You're a Boone now. You have the ring. You have the acce

side of her legs. The mattress dipped under his weight. The scent of him-sandalwood and expe

ted, her voice sha

didn't orchestrate this whole shotgun wedding because you claimed to be pr

to believe her. She hadn't drugged him. She hadn't lied. But Amanda had set it up perfectly. The fake positive

he was a mons

im. In her past life, she had cowered. S

w the truth. She knew he was a pawn in Amanda's game just as

t pull it down, but she stopped using it as a

e was quiet, but steady. "And I am no

. You're the victim. The poor foster girl who jus

g from him. He turned his back to her, and with

turning her head sharply towa

o the dresser and pulled out a pair of pajama pants. "I h

uch as they used to. Words co

t-shirt over his head. He didn't even look at the bed. He walked straight to the chai

he room. If you try to come near me, I'll have you rem

row sofa, turning his

ing. She looked at the man who was supposed to be her partner. He hated her. The world

ceiling window. Manhattan sprawled out below them, a grid

hand against

thought. And

ying over a man who wouldn't look at h

and looked at Cord

nto the darkness. "Because things are

lling the silk sheets up. She