Beth
For one terrifying second, I thought Raphael Segretto was going to kiss me.
Even more horrifying, I would have let him.
Seven years! Seven years and he still had the ability to take my breath away.
How pathetic was I? I didn’t blame Rafe. After all, Raphael was born with natural charisma. He charmed women without even trying. But I wasn’t just any woman. After everything I’d been through, I should have grown a thicker skin. I should have developed a systemic immunity. Above all, I should know better than to even allow those feelings to stir up inside of me.
I didn’t breathe normally again until his rental car pulled out of the driveway, and his taillights disappeared. Even then, I was so upset, I could only pick at the dinner I had prepared for Nana Charlie and Lucy. The food tas
