"If you think this counts, then take it as my proposal—Gordon, let's get married."
Tracy's voice trembled with nervous energy, yet her gaze remained steady. She'd trained herself to become an object—lifeless, unfeeling—achieving stone-cold composure whenever facing Gordon.
A thick silence choked the cramped space between them. The loud ba-dump of her heartbeat filled the air.
Then Gordon suddenly grabbed her hand. The moment their skin touched, heat flared—a stark contrast to the tension. His face, breathtakingly handsome, outshone even magazine cover models. For one fleeting moment, Tracy prayed time would stop.
But the next second shattered the illusion.
Her eyes dropped as he yanked the diamond ring off her left finger. The sudden motion made her forget the pain entirely.
"This re
