CHAPTER 9
About an hour later, Breanne woke with a start. Her eyes snapped open and she blinked to find Nick, sound asleep, holding her n***d body tenderly in his arms. She'd finally had s*x with him, her raw agony over Joyce's death breaking down her restraint. It was lovely. I have no regrets except…
Nick told me he loves me. He actually said it. More than anything she had wanted not to go there. The implications horrified her. There's no positive outcome from falling in love with Nicolas Brassard. None. I should have ended this ages ago, but he’s so compelling, I couldn’t resist. Even now the temptation to nestle in his arms and love him back nearly overpowered her. If only he were staying, I would do just that, but he isn’t, so I can’t.
Somehow, she had to accept that s*x with Nick
