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“No injuries and only minor damage.”
It was a close call. “Does anyone know what caused it?”
Luca shakes his head. “Not yet. I came straight here when I heard. I needed to know you were safe.”
“Thanks for checking on me,” I say softly. “It sounds like the experts have it under control. You hire the best people, so we don’t worry about the worst happening.”
We stare at each other for a long moment. “Sorry Auds. I overreacted, didn’t I?”
I could drown in the depths of his magnetic, dark gaze. Being near him feels right, like coming home.
My voice drops to a whisper. “You were worried about me.”
“Always,” he says, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “But I’m sure what’s his name wouldn’t like knowing my paws are all over you.”
The mention of my ex-fiancé crashes through, spurring me to act.
“His name is Brent, and don’t worry. He wouldn’t care.” I let the words hang, feeling their weight in the charged atmosphere between us.
Luca’s brows furrow. “Why wouldn’t he care? I’d never let another man touch you if you were mine.”
After the New Year’s party, I never heard from Luca. He didn’t even call when I got engaged; instead, he sent flowers. He distanced himself, but I suspected the problem had something to do with our parents.
My intuition was correct—Luca’s jealous.
With the snap of a finger, the stakes change. We’re not two friends restrained by family obligations but souls on the verge of a fiery collision.
The question is, will we survive the impact?
Chapter5
Luca
Audrey stares at the makeup brushes scattered on the counter, her brows knitting together. She sprays a brush with cleaning fluid, scrubbing hard as if trying to get rid of more than makeup.
Why is her fiancé so cavalier, and why does she let him treat her that way? Call me old-fashioned, but a man who doesn’t care if another man touches his woman is an idiot. I grit my teeth and fight to control the surge of anger.
Fuckface doesn’t deserve Audrey, and if he’s hurt her, there’ll be hell to pay.
“Why wouldn’t he care? I’d never let another man touch you if you were mine.”
“We broke up,” she says, her lip quivering as she wipes the brush on a towel.
I pause, momentarily stunned by her revelation. “I’m sorry, Auds,” I say, although a glimmer of hope flickers inside.
Could this be a Christmas miracle?
Lifting her gaze, she locks eyes with me. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“You’re acting as if it’s nothing,” I observe, puzzled by her calm demeanor.
“Chill out, Luca. You’re not planning to go all John Wick on the guy, right?”
“Did he hurt you?”
She shakes her head.
“It’s for the best. We wanted different things."
