It didn’t take a clairvoyant to see that Heaven and Dylan would be fine. Delia never doubted they would be. If Nate would let go of the past, everyone could move forward. Regardless of whether he did, Dylan would move on with Heaven.
The bond between them heightened each day, but a new sensation made Delia’s insides dance. She needed to consult the tarot to see if what she suspected was true.
Before she gave it another thought, the hair on her neck rose. Nate was up to no good. Knowing his present company, she rushed out the door and down the steps as quickly as her legs would carry her.
Stupid, stupid man. Did he think his irrational behavior wouldn’t get him into trouble? He pretended to be tough, but one day, someone would put him in his place. She thought it would be Dylan, but mayb
