“Hunching deeper into his topcoat, he crossed the parking lot. The wind off of Lake Michigan was stiff and cold. The weather forecast called for lake-effect snow tonight, and the unusually mild fall was about to turn into a real bitch of a winter.Dammit, what had he been thinking, coming here? Had he lost his mind? Since the day of the project meeting at Monarch’s, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Skye and Griffen together. He hadn’t been able to stop picturing them together.And the pi...cture felt dead wrong.His thoughts ate at him, day and night, until he was certain he was going to go completely, fucking out of his mind.So what had he done? Knowing full well he would see them together, he had come here. And he had seen plenty—them kissing and holding hands, Griffen looking at her as if he would like to swallow her whole.Chance reached his car, unlocked it and slipped inside. He started the engine, flipped the defroster on high, then rested his forehead on the top of the steering wheel.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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