Page 15 of Be My Bride


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“TP his house?”

“I’ll spring for the toilet paper.”

“Would you?” I chuckle.

He laughs, a deep, rich sound that reminds me of timber rolling around in thick drums.

“Hansley?” a voice calls.

I turn and spot Tierra descending the stairs. She’s a gorgeous woman with dark skin and the biggest, most voluminous natural hair I’ve ever seen.

She grips the straps of her purse. "Am I interrupting?”

Hansley shakes his head. “We were just having a chat.”

I ease back as I realize how close I was standing to this attractive stranger.

Normally, I’m not that impulsive.

Any other day, any other man, and I’d be horrified.

But, strangely, I’m not.

I feel better after talking to him.

Chewing on my bottom lip, I step back again.

In a second, Hansley’s on his feet and standing in front of me. I have to crane my neck just to meet his eyes. The man is six feet of pure muscle and dirty charm.

“Here.”

“What’s this?” I reach out and take the business card.

“In case you reconsider my offer.” His gaze lingers on me, hot and full of promise. “Or if you need a distraction.”

My teeth snag on my bottom lip. Something tells me that most girls would take that offer in a heartbeat.

I stare at the card. Then at him. “The pain won’t go away if we use each other.”

The darkness spreads in his eyes. It flashes. Thick. Heavy.

He can’t hide it.

The pain.

The sorrow.

“It’s better than the alternative,” he whispers.

“Which is?”

“Never seeing you again.”

“Then you should prepare for the worst.”

He chuckles. Smiles.

It’s sincere.

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