Emma…
Rick is sitting at the table as I enter. He stands with a smile.
“Love, how I have missed you these last few days,” he says walking over to greet me and wrapping his arms around me.
“Thank you, I have missed you as well,” I say not meeting his eyes.
He holds onto my shoulders and takes a step back—examining me. “There is something different about you.”
My stomach drops. Could Rick know what happened between Chance and I? He would kill Chance if he did. He probably would even kill me, for betrayal. I swallow the bile that threatens to rise and do the one thing I know will distract him.
I kiss him.
He pulls me into his arms as he deepens the kiss and a pull tugs at my heart as if a string is attached. I close my eyes, wrestling my body’s reaction to the familiarity of Rick when
