sent to prison for a year.
But how could they possibly find their way back after all this time?
Placing the ever-pressing thoughts on the back burner, Sophie turned and reached for her cell. Right now she needed to call the other man in her life and break the bad news to him.
Letting this relationship go on this long had been a mistake. Being comfortable with someone, dating someone because thatâs what was expected of you, was completely wrong.
And everything about Zach felt deliciously right.
* * *
âI have a surprise for you.â
With her arm linked through Martinâs, Sophie glanced up at him. âWhat is it?â
They exited the restaurant after a romantic meal complete with candlelight, a trickling waterfall in the distance, and the most amazing meal sheâd ever had.
They walked arm in arm down the narrow street with old-fashioned lampposts giving off a soft glow. The gentle breeze slid her knee-length skirt around her thighs and set her hair dancing about her shoulders. Martin steered her toward the bench nestled between two oversized ceramic pots overflowing with greenery and a pop of color from spring flowers.
When Sophie sat, Martin moved in right beside her and kept hold of her hands. âFirst of all, I want you to know Iâm not upset about the property. I realize I came off as gruff with you yesterday. I think I was just more surprised than anything.â
Sophie hadnât taken offense. Sheâd known he wanted that piece on Sunset Lake for the town. Actually, sheâd still been reeling from the excitement of Braxtonâs news about the plans to move forward with a resort. Martinâs tone hadnât even entered her mind. Heâd been understandably frustrated.
She also hadnât said a word to him about Zach and Braxtonâs plans. What went on now with Chelseaâs home was private and nobodyâs business until the Monroe boys were ready to disclose the information.
âI know how much you all wanted it.â Sophie was well aware, but she didnât want to get into this with him. âLetâs not discuss business. Okay?â
Martin chuckled. âYouâve read my mind. I have much more important things to talk about.â
Sophie glanced down at their joined hands and his perfectly neat nails, not a callus in sight. The man exuded office mogul. Whereas Zachâs hands were damaged, rough.
Stop it. Why did she have to keep circling back to Zach? She was on a date with the man sheâd been seeing for a while. A man who embodied everything she was brought up to look for in a man and someone she was comfortable with.
Zach made her feel anything but comfortable. Yet, she couldnât let this go on much longer. Martin wasnât the one for her. Who wanted to just be comfortable the rest of their lives? Guilt gnawed at her because Martin deserved to know exactly how she felt.
âI know we have such crazy schedules, and itâs taken its toll on you, on our relationship.â
He shifted so she had to lift her head and look directly into his face. With dark chocolate eyes, light brown hair that would turn blonder in the summer, Martin was a very handsome man. Very polished, but his career demanded perfection.
âOur jobs have taken a toll on our social time,â she agreed. âI know youâre busy and my career can be insane at times too. Itâs out of our control.â
âWhich is why Iâve booked us a room at a bed-and-breakfast in two weeks. A three-day getaway is what we need. Weâll leave work behind and worry about nothing.â
Sophieâs heart kicked upâand not in a good way. Go away with him for an entire weekend? They hadnât slept together yet. She was always hesitant to let anyone see her scars. She wasnât ashamed of her body, but there was still that level of intimacy that went beyond the act of having sex by exposing her most vulnerable part.
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