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“Even you don’t believe that.”

It’d been more than a month since she and Wes had taken their trip to Asheville. They’d continued their affair in secret, not even telling their best friends. But Bex knew her too well. She’d threatened to hop the next plane to Pleasure Cove if Bree didn’t level with her.

So she’d told Bex the truth. She and Wes were friends who just happened to also enjoy sleeping together. A lot. But they were not a couple. Nor would they become one, because that wasn’t what either of them wanted right now.

That part was a lie. One Bex saw right through. It was the reason she was so concerned.

Though she tried to allay her friend’s concerns, they both knew the truth. In the recesses of her heart, Bree quietly believed Wes to be The Trifecta. The elusive man who would satisfy her body, heart and mind.

Each moment spent with Wesley Adams convinced her that he was the man with whom she could happily spend the rest of her life.

Though their no-strings agreement still stood, Bree was sure Wes cared for her more than he was willing to let on.

It was in his kiss. In his touch. In his voice when he whispered in her ear in the wee hours of the morning. It was in the depths of his dark eyes when he made love to her. In his stolen glances at her when he thought no one else was looking.

What they shared was more than sex or even friendship.

Bree wouldn’t call it love, but it was deeper than lust or affection. Still, if Wes wasn’t willing to explore his feelings for her, what did it matter? The end of summer would bring the volleyball tournament they’d both worked so hard on, and eventually, the end of their relationship. He’d stay in Pleasure Cove and she’d return to California, as if what they’d shared over the summer meant nothing.

The thought made her chest heavy with grief.

“I can handle whatever happens between us this time.” Bree hoped her tone was more convincing.

“Then go to London and have a good time with your friend.” An uneasy smile curled the edges of Bex’s mouth. “How’s his mom?”

“She’s doing well.” A wide smile tightened Bree’s cheeks when she thought of Lena. Wes had hired an aide to help his mother around the house. Still, he’d visited Lena each week and Bree had accompanied him twice—at Lena’s insistence. She went gladly, because she genuinely enjoyed Lena’s company. “The air cast came off yesterday and she’s getting around well. Still, I hate that neither of us will be here.”

“You sound like a dutiful daughter-in-law.” Bex peered into the camera, one eyebrow raised.

“She’s an amazing woman. Funny and interesting. I can’t help but adore her.”

“Just don’t get too attached. Walking away from Wes at the end of the summer means walking away from his mother, too.”

The doorbell rang and Bree said goodbye to her friend, glad not to have to respond to Bex’s very salient point.

It was too late. She’d already fallen for Wes and his mom.

* * *

A noise startled Wes awake. According to his mobile, it was a little after three in the morning. Yet, Bree was no longer in bed. He followed the sound to his sitting room.

The lights were off, but he could make out Bree’s form as she stood in front of the large windows that had enticed him into purchasing the flat. She stared into the distance at London’s skyline.

“Is everything okay?”

“Everything is fine.” She turned toward him, her face barely visible in the light streaming through the window. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. I couldn’t sleep. Figured it was a good time to take in this beautiful view.”

“I fell for this place the moment I saw that view.” He studied her silhouette in the moonlight. Wearing the sheer white lingerie he’d surprised her with, she managed to look naughty and angelic all at once.

“You look amazing.” He stood behind her, slipped his arms around her waist and planted soft kisses on her warm neck. Inhaled her scent. Her soft murmur vibrated against his chest, making him want her more. Wes pressed his body to hers as he slipped the white fabric from her shoulder and trailed kisses there. “And as much as I love seeing you in this, what I’d really like is to see you out of it again.”

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