Fly to Me by Shannon Hollis

Fly to Me by Shannon Hollis

Author:Shannon Hollis [Hollis, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moonshell Books, Inc.


Chapter 7

Lynette wasn’t sure which hurt the most—the knowledge that Drake had been lying to her all this time, or the fact that he had chosen another woman with whom to start a family. They’d been so careful—sometimes even using two forms of contraception at once because, as he’d said, holding her close, “We want to be totally ready for it when it happens.”

Translation: “I want my life to be ready for it and at this rate, it may never happen.”

Clearly Sarena Petrovsky had made him feel ready. And Lynette? She was the one from whom he needed time apart.

Permanent time apart, as it turned out.

“Why couldn’t he just tell me it was over and he was in love with someone else?” she sobbed into Grant’s shirt. “Why string me along with time apart and postpone when he was with her all along? And how could I have been so blind that I didn’t know?”

She didn’t expect Grant to have the answers, and even if he did, she didn’t want to hear them. Not really. Because with that picture and those rings, the truth was final and inescapable.

It was too late for any regrets. It had been for a long time. Now she had to live with reality.

Grant’s arms were strong and comforting around her. Oh, how easy it would be just to stay in their protective circle. To lift her face for a kiss. To walk him back into the bedroom and fall onto the bed with him and allow his kisses, his hands, his beautiful body to take her straight to ecstasy—and forgetfulness. Maybe even to revenge.

So you can dump me and marry another woman in the same week? Well, I can forget you just as fast—and with your only real friend, too.

But regardless of the kind of man she’d discovered Drake to be, she wasn’t that kind of woman. And Grant Hillier had been nothing but wonderful—he no more deserved to be treated like that than she did herself.

As her sobbing eased and she began to gasp and sniffle, Grant even produced a tissue from somewhere, like magic. She blew her nose and attempted a watery smile.

“Not quite the end I expected to our first whole day in Venice,” she managed around the lump still in her throat.

“It could have been worse,” he said softly. “I could have been in some pension somewhere on the other side of town.”

Was it possible for a man to be so sweet? “Are there really guys like you left in the world?” she whispered. “Who think that being there for a crying woman is actually the right thing to do, no matter what your other plans might have been?”

“And here I was asking myself how I got so lucky, being here to listen right when you needed me. Lynette, I don’t know what the future holds. But right now, all I want to do is hold you. Kiss you. Listen to your laugh. You can tell me to stop or go away and stay in that pension, and I will.



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