Ben and Everly are so very different, but so much the same. Can she handle the horrible truth? He’s seems so perfect—too perfect—but is she willing to ride the waves of disaster in the name of love? November 17th is the day to find out!!!
Freshly showered and nestled in a hotel robe and panties, Everly felt safer than she’d ever felt in her life. Under the thick blanket on the sofa of the Del Sol Suites, she watched Ben move to the coffee pot and then to the other side of the room. She traced the curve of his back under his white t-shirt with her eyes and carefully studied the slope of his rear end as he walked by. There was something so criminal about his stride, the scent of his fresh shower drifting around her…his confidence and his distress all at once. A new line had formed on his forehead since she’d last seen him, and it made her think that maybe he cared about her wellbeing way more than she thought. He drifted into the easy chair across from her like a deity from another place. A land where perfect skin and hair was the norm. A planet where the men all smelled like expensive cologne.
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