Thursday. Luxe Ibiza Hostel, Cala Gració, Ibiza.
JENNIFER STARED AT ORION. She heard his words, but it felt like he was talking to someone else. He certainly didn't mean her. He couldn't.
But there wasn't anyone else on the boat. She'd looked.
How did she take all of this from him and give nothing in return? Why would he-a wealthy, attractive man-want her?
Jennifer's own mother hadn't thought she was worth sticking around for. Why would he ask so little of her in return for the scraps she could offer?
"I don't know what to say to that," she whispered.
Orion's smile twisted a bit. "You don't have to say anything. I'm not asking for anything, only putting it out there. Neither of us has to make a move right now."
"Okay," she said slowly.
She didn't have any idea how to proceed.
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