I chuckled, low and mocking.
"Mind?"
"What right do I have to mind?"
"Have fun, you two. Just don't bother me."
Ethan Knight's throat tightened.
An empty ache spread through his chest.
She used to get frantic if he even glanced at Winnie.
Now she could smile and wish them a good time?
Winnie Carter's smile froze.
Lisa's reaction wasn't in her script.
This indifference was more infuriating than any scene she'd imagined.
"Let's go, Clara."
I tugged Clara Hayes's arm and turned away.
Ethan stood rooted to the spot.
He watched the sea breeze lift the hem of my pale green top like an uncatchable cloud.
His chest felt suffocatingly tight.
All the cheap affection he'd once scorned had become jagged barbs in his heart.
...
We reached the dock. Several white yachts bobbed in the c
