Chapter 67

Her breath caught. She hoped like heck they hadn’t come to blows. “About what?”

“Me watching over you. For all his faults, he truly does care about you. He wants us to continue with our engagement as if we’re going to marry.”

“Are you all right with that?”

Cutter shrugged. “It doesn’t make me any difference.”

He tried to hide his feelings, but Brea knew him too well for that. “She broke your heart, didn’t she?”

After a long pause, he finally cracked. “Yeah.”

Brea gathered him into her arms. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know anyone more deserving of love and happiness. She doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.”

“She never will, and I’m at least half to blame.” He sighed. “Let’s talk about something else. Has it been too crazy—”

“No. I won’t let you bury your head—or in this case, your heart—in the sand. I’d like to march outside and tell all those reporters we were never really engaged, and this isn’t your baby.”

“You can’t,” he growl