Willa leased a beautiful apartment in the city and quickly secured a job at a firm.
Every single day, completely regardless of the weather, Lucas personally drove her to and from work. And every morning, he handed her a fresh, piping-hot thermos of homemade breakfast.
"You really don't have to go through all this trouble," Willa said and laughed softly, reaching to buckle her seatbelt.
Before she could, Lucas leaned over, his broad chest brushing against her.
"It's not trouble. I just want to spoil you."
His warm breath ghosted against her ear, making it flush a brilliant shade of pink as he expertly clicked the seatbelt into place for her.
*****
Willa had been overseas for a month when the past finally caught up. Blake burst through Willa's front door in an absolute panic.
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