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“Something came for you, Mel.”
“What?”
Dragging me by the arm, she pulled me into the family room. “Good job,” she whispered to Joshua.
“For what?” he asked in confusion.
A massive floral arrangement of yellow and white roses sat on the coffee table. It was teeming with huge, purple and pink day lilies, and surrounded in rich green foliage. I blinked, then smiled and turned toward Joshua.
“Oh my…they’re gorgeous,” I cried, rushing to his arms. “Thank you so much.”
His body tensed, and I pulled away. “I didn’t…I should have, but…”
“They’re not from you?” I felt a bit awkward, but Joshua looked totally embarrassed.
“Then who are they from?” Sanna asked, her brow wrinkling in question.
I peeked through the arrangement and finally found the small envelope. Opening it, I read the card, and my stomach pitched. Dropping the printed card on the table, I turned to Sanna. “Toss them out,” I instructed with a wave of my hand.
Joshua leaned in and plucked up the card. Reading, his features hardened.
“Who the hell are they from?” Sanna demanded, trying to peek over Joshua’s shoulder.
“My dear Mellie,” he began. “I wish to apologize for any heartache I caused you in the past. I’ve changed and am a different man now. I hope you’ll give me the chance to prove it to you, bunny. Please accept these as a token of my sincere desire to rekindle what we once shared. I miss you. Call me. Davis.” Joshua didn’t bother to mask his sarcasm. “Oh look, he even left his phone number.”
“What a pig,” Sanna huffed.
“He can’t be serious, can he?” Dylan thundered.
“Serious or not, he’s a dead man,” Joshua snarled.
“You can’t kill him,” I sighed. “Just maim and disfigure him, if you want. That’s fine with me.”
Sanna snatched up the heavy vase and held out her hand as Joshua crumpled up the card. Turning on her heel, she stormed out of the room toward the garage and the trash barrels.
“Does he have your number?” Joshua asked with concern. “Does he have a way to get in touch with you, Mellie?”
“No. I mean, I suppose he could find me through the internet. I’m easy to contact via my website. But if you’re asking if I’ve ever gave him my number when I moved to Phoenix, no, I didn’t.”
Joshua tipped my chin with the tips of his fingers and gazed soberly into my eyes. “You let me know if he contacts you again. Understood?”
“I doubt he’ll bother me, especially when I don’t reach out and thank him for the flowers.”
“That’s not what I asked, little one.” Joshua’s lips flattened to a thin line. Trying not to scowl, I reminded myself he wasn’t intentionally treating me like a five-year-old—his Dom-beast was roaring with the need to protect me. Still, it chaffed. I wasn’t his sub, not in the real sense, but I sure ached for it.
“You will be the first to know.” I smiled then arched a suspicious brow. “You’re not going to kill him, are you?”
“Does it matter?” he challenged.
“Yes,” I cried. The look of shock and jealousy that blossomed over Joshua’s face was almost comical. “You’ll end up in prison, and I can’t cook to save my soul. There’s no way I could bake you a cake with a file in it so you could escape.”
A laugh tore from his lips. “Mellie. You’re like a glass of ice water for a man who’s been lost in the desert.”
I closed my eyes as I clung to him, breathing in his masculine scent. “We’ve both been lost a long time, Sir.”
“Yes,” he replied in a whisper so soft I almost missed it.
As night fell, we all sat on the deck once again. A feeling of finality weighed in the air. My last night with both Sanna and Joshua, filled me with melancholy. I was torn between wanting to race to my room and curl up in Joshua’s arms and spending a few more precious hours with Sanna warred within.
