♥ Jethro ♥
The log cabin was quiet. Too quiet. Outside, the wind howled as an impending storm threatened to break the silence. The crackle of the fire in the stone hearth was the only sound in the room. I poured myself another glass of scotch and stared at the flames, as I let my thoughts swirl like smoke in my chest. I had come here to clear my head. To think things through. But it wasn’t working. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Chloe. Her light green eyes, steady and soft. The curve of her mouth when she smiled at someone else. The way she had kissed me back that night in my penthouse, hesitant at first, then hungry enough to make me forget my own name. And then the slap.
That damned slap.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Mandy’s voice cut through my spiral. She appeared in the doorway w
