Caribbean Casanova
“No one was there, just him and the dark. The kids he’d asked to model had given up the ghost, his brother and the brat had run off, and apparently so had Holly. Nothing of her remained in the guest room downstairs except for the scent of honeysuckle.
He’d considered sleeping in her bed but deemed that too pathetic. He might be hurting, but he wouldn’t degrade himself for a woman too weak to stand up to her friend. Holly should have told Sassy to go to hell.
Instead she’d given in, as if her tim...e with him had been just to distract him from the models at the shoot. A cold shudder wracked his body. Had he been played? She ought to give up fashion and go into acting, because he’d never seen this one coming.
The familiar scent of honeysuckle rose towards him again as he shuffled to his bedroom. Of course, he’d had her on every available surface there the night before. He paused at the darkened door and thought about the empty beds down the hall. He’d set up bedrooms for his entire family, though they were barely used.MoreLess
He’d considered sleeping in her bed but deemed that too pathetic. He might be hurting, but he wouldn’t degrade himself for a woman too weak to stand up to her friend. Holly should have told Sassy to go to hell.
Instead she’d given in, as if her tim...e with him had been just to distract him from the models at the shoot. A cold shudder wracked his body. Had he been played? She ought to give up fashion and go into acting, because he’d never seen this one coming.
The familiar scent of honeysuckle rose towards him again as he shuffled to his bedroom. Of course, he’d had her on every available surface there the night before. He paused at the darkened door and thought about the empty beds down the hall. He’d set up bedrooms for his entire family, though they were barely used.MoreLess
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