He ghosted her five years ago. She's just accidentally hired his landscaping company. If she'd known he was the owner, she'd have scratched that company off her list, but what's done is done. Their relationship is ancient history, anyway. It doesn't even matter anymore how things went cold between them.
So, will it matter how things heat back up?
Carina: Of all the properties in this city, he had to walk into mine. No, not walk. Saunter. As if he has nothing else to do, nowhere else to be, just strolling through life--his and everyone else's. He hasn't changed a bit. If I'd known, he was owner of Rough Hands Landscaping, I'd have scratched that company off my list so fast. It's fine, though. It's not like I'm going to sit here the whole time replaying memories of his warm, rough hands touching every square inch my body. Pfft, please, I barely even remember. But that voice . . .
Declan: When I asked my office manager who I was meeting with at The Nouveau and she told me the woman's name was Carina, I knew. And I told myself it would be fine. Maybe we'd both get a good laugh out of it. But being face-to-face with her after all this time is having unexpected effects. My brain knows how long it's been, but as far as my body is concerned, she could've just left my bed this morning. Every part of me spontaneously reminisces the sensations of every part of her, and if I don't get a grip on myself, I'm about to make quite the unprofessional impression. But those eyes . . .
Welcome back for a second chance at naughty romance at The Nouveau.
Genre: Romance
So, will it matter how things heat back up?
Carina: Of all the properties in this city, he had to walk into mine. No, not walk. Saunter. As if he has nothing else to do, nowhere else to be, just strolling through life--his and everyone else's. He hasn't changed a bit. If I'd known, he was owner of Rough Hands Landscaping, I'd have scratched that company off my list so fast. It's fine, though. It's not like I'm going to sit here the whole time replaying memories of his warm, rough hands touching every square inch my body. Pfft, please, I barely even remember. But that voice . . .
Declan: When I asked my office manager who I was meeting with at The Nouveau and she told me the woman's name was Carina, I knew. And I told myself it would be fine. Maybe we'd both get a good laugh out of it. But being face-to-face with her after all this time is having unexpected effects. My brain knows how long it's been, but as far as my body is concerned, she could've just left my bed this morning. Every part of me spontaneously reminisces the sensations of every part of her, and if I don't get a grip on myself, I'm about to make quite the unprofessional impression. But those eyes . . .
Welcome back for a second chance at naughty romance at The Nouveau.
Genre: Romance
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