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304 pages, Kindle Edition
Published April 26, 2024
He’d given me the world today, only to remind me it was manufactured and on loan. One day he’d belong to someone else, and I would simply be a fulfilled promise, checked off a list.
You’re a tragedy in your own way, just hanging around in my chest like a poison, slowly infecting my heart.”
Penelope and I had a complicated past. One full of unspoken truths, missed chances, and stolen moments. I’d hurt her. She had hurt me. It was fate’s twisted sense of humor that we were now thrown together in some odd, domesticated role. The irony was cruel.
There, on a cold October night, Jameson King stole my first kiss in the middle of the street. I wish he hadn’t.

“I don’t belong there.”
His thumb traced my bottom lip. “You do. You’re the only thing there that feels like home.”
“I know the idea of being married to me doesn’t hold that much appear, but it’s only temporary.”
“Stop it—” I snapped, “don’t act like I wouldn’t be honored to have you as my husband, Jameson. That was never our issue, and you know it.”
We broke apart, and his eyes clung to mine as if he felt it too.
This wasn’t fake, and whether he agreed to it or not, I’d claim a piece of him by the end of this. Some part of that gave me hope. If I could finally find a way inside his heart, then maybe he’d let me stay there.
“It’s always been you, Jameson … You were always in my dreams when I thought of forever.”
“You’re mine, Penny. For fucking ever.”