Jeremy:
Last night was a disaster. The moment I saw the text, I did what I always do best. I disappeared, walking under the heavy rain, replaying her accidental text message over and over again until my brain couldn’t over think it anymore.
I know what the rumours say, that my smile, words and charm can snag any woman into my bed but for Emma to actually think that, it just broke something in me and—
“What do you think, Mr. Hart?” Kade is showing me his iPad with some of the recent illustrations that Lira Kane sent over; however I have been too busy thinking about something else.
“What?” I ask, blinking as I stare hard at the screen.
Kade stares at me, his face unreadable. “Well, I have been droning on for the past fifteen minutes. You are never distracted, what is going on, Jeremy?”
