Love to Believe: Fireflies ~ Book 2 by Claro Lisa Ricard

Author:Claro, Lisa Ricard [Claro, Lisa Ricard]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Black Opal Books
Published: 2016-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

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Rebecca woke to the sound of a limb, overburdened with ice, crashing to the ground somewhere outside the bedroom window. She sat up with a startled gasp, pushed her hair from her face, and blinked to clear her vision. It took a few moments for her brain to catch up and, when it did, disappointment flooded through her.

Where was Sean? Was she ever going to wake up in the morning with that man still beside her?

A spoon clinked against something ceramic. She smelled coffee and decided to forgive him for abandoning her. She might even offer him a reward for starting breakfast.

A few minutes later she padded down the hall in a pair of yoga pants and an oversized T-shirt covered with little black paw prints. She kept her hair down and wild because for some reason she couldn’t fathom, it turned the man on.

“Hey,” she said when she reached the kitchen.

Sean stood at the counter fixing a cup of coffee. He looked up at the sound of her voice, and handed her the mug. His hands disappeared into his pockets and he took two steps back. Rebecca’s bright smile faded. Her heart dropped to her stomach as if iced over and ripped from its moorings like the branch that woke her. Foreboding trickled through her. The warm lover from last night had been replaced by--who?

She swallowed hard and stared at him, knew her eyes and hot face betrayed every bit of her confusion and fear of loss. What the hell? What had happened between falling asleep and waking up?

The only thing she knew for certain was he wore goodbye like a second skin.

He cleared his throat. “The trucks have been by. The roads are salted and sanded, but you should probably stay in today. There’s more bad weather coming.”

The weather? He wanted to talk about the freaking weather?

Hands trembling, she set her mug on the counter. Every thump of her heart, every shivering breath, occurred with heightened resonance. She wiped her sweaty hands against her thighs and struggled to breathe.

God, oh god, this was really happening. After the most amazing night when she thought--no, knew--their status changed, he had clammed up and stepped back. Why?

“Sean,” she began, hating the needy timbre in her voice.

“I brought your luggage in, and I de-iced your car the same time I took care of mine. Keys are on the counter.”

Rebecca glanced over, saw her key ring with the Civic’s keys on it and the lone house key sitting next to it. Sean’s key. It jolted her. He was ending it, no doubt about it. Tears welled and she stared at the key, bewildered and hurt, and more than a little pissed off.

She forced her gaze to Sean and crossed her arms over her chest, her only armor, but it didn’t stop her shivering. She might spill hot tears, but she’d be damned if she’d give him anything else.

“Say it, Sean.”

“Rebecca--”

“If you’re really doing this, I need to hear the words. No misunderstandings.”

His lawyer

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