Chapter Ten
Carolina gazed out the window of the clinic, replaying the events of the previous morning. She hadn’t slept a wink, tossing and turning. And burning. Cody’s four-alarm kiss had set her body flaming, and it hadn’t stopped. She loved the way he made her feel, the way he took charge when she baited him. But at the same time, a still small voice in the back of her head kept asking about Michael.
She dropped her head into her hands with a groan. How was she supposed to reconcile the two parts of herself? She knew she was blowing hot and cold with Cody, flirting one moment, running away in the next. Sometimes the changes happened so fast, her own head spun. What would her family say when they learned she’d jumped into something again? What would Greg say? He’d become a good friend,
