Part 16: He pulled a clean white shirt from the rail. A knock landed on the door. Tony’s voice came through it. The other house is ready,…

Part 17: You talk too much. You said you run houses, Anita, so go run mine. Start with the kitchen. We’ve been hungry for hours. Isabella stood…

Part 18: There’s ketchup in the fridge. His eyes stayed on her hands. And why aren’t you eating any pasta? Heat climbed into her face before she…

Part 19: His hand closed around her wrist. Calm down, Anita. Her breath was coming fast and shallow now, and she couldn’t seem to slow it. “Your…

Part 20: “Who I am,” she whispered. Erys’s brows drew together. She kept her eyes on the glass instead of on him. When I was a child,…

Part 21: A moment later, Tony came out carrying a cake in both hands, a knife balanced on top. Boss, can we finally have a slice of…

Part 22: “When that ship docks,” he went on, his eyes never leaving her. “I’ll show you both of them.” He ended the call. Isabella was on…

Part 23: The wind carried his scent to her, salt and warm skin, and something darker she’d given up, pretending not to notice. It was too much…

Part 24: He hadn’t felt this young in years. Then he went after her. Her feet found the sand first. She dragged herself up onto it and…