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332 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 31, 2021
She’s changed out of her skin-tight yellow dress and sky-high heels into a sort of gauzy, easy ensemble that’s loose-fitting and somehow refined and sexy at the same time.
Alina nods to the bottle of wine on the counter, and I find myself pouring her a glass. Damn it. I’m not sure it’s me playing the host or some holdover of another life when I was happy to serve her in whatever way she pleased.
When her fingers brush my palm, an electric jolt zips across my skin, like an elastic band snapping. Unpleasant.
I can feel her charm weaving around me like a drug. I want to forgive her. I want to walk toward her and let her put her arms around my neck. She’s the kind of woman who makes you forget yourself in an instant.
My uncle and my ex-fiancée, happy together. I want to be sick.
When I put my arm around Simone, it was because I saw Alina and I didn’t want to be the loser who ended up alone. It was my dumb, misplaced pride.
Her eyes are wide, worried. The weak part of me likes that she cares.
"Logically, I knew it wasn't over, but then I'd look in the mirror and pluck out a half a dozed grey hairs and more than a few wiry back ones from my chin. I'd find new wrinkles around my eyes, deeper laugh lines around my mouth. It felt like I'd wasted my chance at a happy, successful life. But in this moment, with Wes's hands and mouth claiming me, I know I was wrong."
