Chapter 87

They reached his car, and he stopped her, turning her to face him. “Thank you for sharing that with me. I will be forever grateful, no matter what happens in the future. I’d like fifteen minutes more of your time, if you’ll spare them. Then, if you still want to proceed with the annulment, I won’t stop you.”

Denial and fear slammed her at once, and she tried to block them out. The annulment was—ultimately—a good thing, right? So why should everything inside her rebel at the thought that he wouldn’t fight it?

She just loved him too damn much.

“All right.” Her voice shook.

Without another word, they returned to her house, and she showed him into the living room. They sat on the sofa, less than two feet apart.

Funny, how their relationship had basically started here, on this piece of furniture, when he’d arrived with his cousin Deke last summer for a seductive ménage that had quickly morphed into an explosive pairing when Luc’s cousin left. Would it end here, too