Chapter 10
Viola’s POV
Viola had just finished a conversation with Sam about boundaries, but the truth was, she wasn’t sure she believed in them anymore.
Not after the fire she’d felt when Mack had walked into her life.
The bell above the café door jingled, pulling her from her thoughts. Her gaze flickered up, her heart skipping a beat as she saw him.
Mack.
He strode in like he owned the place, a slow, deliberate movement that made heads turn. His black jacket hugged his shoulders, his shirt just tight enough to show the muscles beneath. He walked with purpose, each step calculated, and his eyes? They immediately found hers.
A wave of heat rushed through her. She hated how much her body reacted to him, how eager it was to feel his touch, to hear his voice, to be caught in that dang
