I saw him before he saw me. Which honestly wasn't fair. The universe should give a girl at least a five-second warning before dropping her ex… her first love, her one-time heartbeat, her unfinished sentence… right in the middle of a luxury mall with paparazzi already tracking her every move.
Ramsey Cole.
The name hit my brain before my body caught up. He was standing in the middle of the glass atrium like he owned it. Which, apparently, he did. Cole Estate Group. Real estate. Luxury retail. High-end everything. The man had built an empire out of marble and self-confidence. And here he was, smiling like we'd just run into each other at a college reunion instead of the scene of my emotional crime.
He hadn't changed much. Maybe broader shoulders, sharper suit, cleaner jawline. But
