Dominic Sylvester
“You should have opened the door when I knocked. Anyway, I was looking for you.” I wasn’t pleased to be in this situation. The faster I wrapped this up, the sooner I could get out of here. She might have helped me this time, but I couldn’t trust her at all. After all, she was a woman. They had a penchant for gaining your trust and entering your life only to betray you when you’re at your lowest.
I had learned my lesson the hard way.
My ex-wife, Kimberly Forester, was the only mistake of my life so far, and I intended to keep it that way. I had sworn never to go down that path again.
“Why were you looking for me?” She gave me a look of disbelief. Her eyes were still wary, ready to defend herself.
I couldn’t blame her. I had been a little harsh with her. It wasn’t
