Reeva POV
Hayden pushes open the front door, allowing me to enter first. Pudding bounces in after us, tail wagging furiously, tongue lolling in delight.
I am hyper-aware of Hayden. Every breath, every blink, every heartbeat. There was a moment … we had a moment, and now his scent is wrapped around me like a fog. His presence is magnetic, and I can feel the pull in every cell of my body. This is more than an attraction; it is wildfire. Dangerous and consuming, and I cannot afford to lose control.
I do not have the time or luxury for romance. I have one purpose only, and that is to avenge my daughter. And starting a fling with Hayden would be unfair towards him and a distraction for me.
“You should take a shower,” I say abruptly, desperate to put space between us. This cottage is not big
