“Almost noon and still no sign of Jackson. Which was fine with her. She’d never been more pissed off at a man in all her life. First, he screwed everything up with Robért, and then he had the nerve to not finish what he started. Shit, what was she saying? She should be grateful he’d had the sense to stop. If she took all of her rules, broke them in a thousand pieces, and molded them into a man, she’d get Jackson. There was no way she was getting involved with him. Right? She nibbled on her l...ip. Maybe a list of pros and cons would— She shook her head to empty it of that idea. Squash! After he’d gotten her all worked up the night before and then dumped her for what she hoped had been a shower so cold his balls got frostbite, she’d gone to dinner and then for a walk on the beach to clear her mind. By the time she returned, she felt more levelheaded about the situation. She was a professional and somehow she’d figure out how to get them out of the mess they were in.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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