Henley
“At this point, I'm not sure there's anything left to talk about." I sat on the sofa kitty-corner from Declan, where Trent used to sit. I folded my arms around my waist to keep myself from falling apart. And if Declan kept treating me this way, that's exactly what was going to happen.
He slipped two slices of pizza onto a plate and handed it to me. “It's your favorite, Supreme." One corner of his lips curled into a sexy smile.
I took it but set it down. “Thanks, but I can't eat when I'm upset."
Declan's smile faded as he looked down at me for a long moment. Then he poured two glasses of wine and handed me one. “Here. Take it. It'll help you relax."
I let out a deep breath as I took it and took a sip. “So, what do you want to talk about?"
He sat and reached to hold my hands, b
