I need to get out of here for a while, just till Gregory loses interest and moves on.
I’ve been fooling myself that the charming man who’d taken me to that Italian bistro, the one who’d romanced me, exists. Now I know all I can expect is the man who’d seduced me in the front seat of his car and put his mark on me.
I’ve been in one failed marriage, and no matter how much I want him, I won’t push myself into another one.