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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

“The sofa turns into a pull-out bed,” he explained. “Tyler can sleep there. He could have gotten a separate place, but it seemed pointless to send him somewhere else when we’re going to be spending most of our time together anyway. By the way”—he made his way past me and into the cottage—“this place is a pain in the ass to get to. It took two flights, renting a car, and getting lost in the backside of beyond three times over before I found the damn town.”

“Yeah, it’s a bit off the beaten track,” I agreed. “It’s pretty well signposted though, since we get a lot of tourists.”

Blair scowled. “If it was so well signposted, I wouldn’t have gotten lost.”

I hid a grin. He was used to driving in the bustle of L.A. He probably had no idea what to do in the rural isolation of an area like this. “If you say so.”

“It’s a nice town though,” he said, heading for the kitchen to pour himself a cup of water. He drained it in a few mouthfuls. “Quaint, I guess. Not sure it’s my thing, but I can see why you like it.”

“It’s a special place.” I went to Blair and wrapped an arm around his waist. “Come on. I’ll show you the bedroom.”

“I want to see the rest of town later too. Size up anyone who might be causing you problems.”

I pressed my lips together to keep from chuckling. I knew he wouldn’t find much, but it was sweet that he wanted to protect me. Especially after the car-keying episode, which had left me even more shaken. Jeff had managed to track down the photographer’s employer and persuade them not to print the story by implying we’d sue them, since it seemed a little too coincidental that the paparazzo had been there to photograph my reaction but supposedly hadn’t seen who did the damage. I’d had a police officer around to take a look and make a record, but the paint hadn’t been fixed yet. Hopefully soon, because each time I saw the words carved into it, I got a chill. I shook my head to dispel the unwelcome thoughts.

“If I’m not here when you wake up, just text me. Okay?”

He pressed a kiss to the side of my forehead. “You got it, Kenz.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

KENNEDY

Hi Liam,

I called you today. I waited for two rings, and then I chickened out and hung up. My phone number has changed a few times, so I doubt you’ll know who it was. Or perhaps you’ll see a Californian number and be able to guess.