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It wasn’t his face that gave away his emotions, it was his eyes. Desire, raw and needy, flickered in their depths. This was it. There was no turning back. Not that she wanted to.

Butterflies danced in her stomach as his head descended toward hers. “Finn?”

His mouth grazed hers just as she swiped her tongue across her lips. His warm breath tickled her skin and when his strong hand reached around and settled on the small of her back pulling her against him, she whimpered.

“Ahem…”

Her body tensed and he stepped away, cursing under his breath.

Penn Foster, the marketing and public relations manager for the Madewood family business, stood at the entry to the hallway. “I’m sorry to interrupt.”

“It’s nothing.” Pretending to wipe away something from the corner of her eye, she brushed past Finn. “I just had something in my eye.”

“Did you get it out?” he asked, playing along with her.

“Yes, thank you.”

Penn’s mischievous smile made the coffee in Veronica’s stomach churn. Good thing she hadn’t eaten breakfast. The cat was going to be out of the bag even before she’d had a chance to catch it.

“I’ll just”—Penn pointed to the bathroom door—“hold it.” She turned and left them alone in the hall.

They stared at each other for a moment until Veronica finally broke the ice. “What are we going to do about Penn? She’s probably already blabbed to Sterling.”

Sterling Andrews, the bride-to-be set to marry Jack Vaughn, Finn’s youngest foster brother.

“I’ll take care of Penn,” Finn murmured.

Veronica didn’t need Mark finding out about her relationship with Finn. Not that it was a relationship. They were just fucking. Or rather they planned to f

uck a whole lot.

It was none of her brother’s business who she had sex with, and he definitely didn’t need to know she had chosen Finn for practice. Especially since there was no chance of a future between them. Telling Mark would just result in a bunch of angry words and frustration.

She turned to walk away, but stopped. “I’ll tell Cal he’s now under your service. He’ll be in touch.”

Finn nodded. “And I’ll make sure my schedule meets your demands.”

All the demands in the world didn’t detract from the truth. She knew in her heart, down to her very soul, he was going to be the demanding one in this relationship—or whatever this thing between them was.

And she couldn’t wait.


When Sterling and Jack’s wedding plans had been discussed and the contracts had been signed, Veronica returned home to find Cal lazing on the living room sofa, playing video games. This was exactly what she didn’t want. She hadn’t worked this hard to raise a freeloader.

“Hey, Cal.” She strolled into the room.

“One minute. I’m almost done with this level.”

She approached the television and picked up the remote. She pressed the large red button at the top, and the screen went black.

“What the hell, V? I wasn’t done.”

“Yes, you are. We need to have a little chat, you and I.”

Cal looked around the room. “Where’s Mark?”

She scoffed. The tiny bit of leniency he’d shown this morning had worked. Cal was on board with whatever he wanted. But not for long.

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