Sable
I was sitting in the backyard on the lounge chair, reading one of my nursing course books, my eyes occasionally drifting toward the swimming pool. A stupid, love-struck smile crept onto my lips as I pictured Brant’s hot, sexy, tattooed body gliding through the water.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Has he missed me the way I miss him?
'He has,' Selene said softly in my mind. 'He’s missed us so much.'
I let out an incredulous snort. “I don’t think so.”
'Believe me… he does,' she insisted.
“Yeah, right,” I muttered.
He’s probably off somewhere with his queen by now, building a life that no longer includes me—a chapter closed, a footnote at best. Ruling his own empire, one where there’s no place for someone like me. Sleeping in silk sheets, maybe, getting massages from her, th
