Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 83216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
I snort. “Just you, Van Doren. With pleasure.”
She gives me one last fleeting smile before grabbing her jacket and heading down the hall. I trail after them, watching as she steps into the elevator beside her brother. The resemblance between them is obvious. They have the same blue eyes and same smile, but where Oliver is all cocky swagger, she’s quiet steadiness.
Her gaze stays locked on mine as the doors slide closed. The faint trace of her shampoo lingers in the air long after she’s gone. It’s a clean and citrusy scent.
Oddly comforting.
I turn off the lights one by one until the penthouse falls into shadows.
On the counter, one of the cookie plates sits untouched, Kia’s glass beside it, a ring of condensation marking the marble. I should wipe it up.
I don’t.
For a long time, it’s just me and the silence again.
But it feels different now.
Not peaceful exactly.
Just changed.
What I’ve learned is that life doesn’t always give you what you plan for. Sometimes it drops the unexpected on your doorstep, and before you can decide what to do with it—you’re already different for having seen it.
Still, I know better than to read too much into anything.
Kia is Oliver’s sister.
And I’ve already discovered what happens when you trust the wrong woman to stay.
At least, that’s what I tell myself.
Right up until I close my eyes in bed that night and hear her soft voice.