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Chapters (63)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. A NOTE TO THE READER
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. Chapter Forty-Two
  46. Chapter Forty-Three
  47. Chapter Forty-Four
  48. Chapter Forty-Five
  49. Chapter Forty-Six
  50. Chapter Forty-Seven
  51. Chapter Forty-Eight
  52. Chapter Forty-Nine
  53. Chapter Fifty
  54. Chapter Fifty-One
  55. Chapter Fifty-Two
  56. Chapter Fifty-Three
  57. Chapter Fifty-Four
  58. Chapter Fifty-Five
  59. Chapter Fifty-Six
  60. Free eBook
  61. Also by Alexa Rivers
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. About the Author

“Nah.” I felt myself relax, and I frowned. I wasn’t supposed to be letting my guard down around her. That way lay trouble. “The first time he did it, Desdemona waited overnight, figuring he’d come down when he got hungry, but the next morning he was still there, yowling to the whole neighborhood about how miserable he was. Now we just send a ladder up and help the poor thing.”

“I bet the tourists love that. Hot firefighters rescuing a stranded kitty.”

My lips twitched. I pressed them into a firm line. I couldn’t afford to find anything about her charming. “You have no idea.”

I was just grateful nobody seemed to have shown her the charity calendar we’d posed for a few years ago. Mum had been raising funds to support the repainting of a bunch of buildings on Centennial Street and had emotionally blackmailed us into taking our shirts off and posing with dogs for a calendar to support the efforts. She’d conned all of the Braddock men—including Dad, because apparently women love silver foxes—and most of the guys at the fire station into participating. I was just glad I’d been further along in the calendar. Asher had been on the cover, and Toby was Mr. January. Of course, my player of a baby brother had lapped up the attention.

A timer pinged, and Kennedy served the grilled cheeses onto a pair of plates. We moved to the sofa to eat, with a TV show on in the background. We made occasional small talk, but true to her word, kept everything surface level.

By the time I left, I wasn’t convinced she’d completely recovered from the day, but the puffiness around her eyes had reduced, and she’d smiled once or twice. I felt all right about leaving. Even if everything else felt upside down.

I’d had a nice time with her, and that was dangerous.

Chapter Thirteen

KENNEDY

Hi Liam,

You know what the weirdest thing is about being an actress? People recognize me when I’m out on the street. They talk to me as if they know me. They mean well, and most of the time I’m happy to meet fans, but every now and then, I can’t help feeling a bit violated. Like I have no right to privacy, and every part of my life can be used to entertain the public.

It’s times like that when I wish I had you to confide in.

I miss you every day.

Love,

K xx