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Chapters (34)
  1. Cover
  2. Welcome
  3. Dedication
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. CHAPTER ONE
  6. CHAPTER TWO
  7. CHAPTER THREE
  8. CHAPTER FOUR
  9. CHAPTER FIVE
  10. CHAPTER SIX
  11. CHAPTER SEVEN
  12. CHAPTER EIGHT
  13. CHAPTER NINE
  14. CHAPTER TEN
  15. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  16. CHAPTER TWELVE
  17. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  22. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  23. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  27. EPILOGUE
  28. About the Author
  29. Also by Kristen Ashley
  30. Praise for the Dream Man Series
  31. A Preview of "Law Man"
  32. CHAPTER ONE
  33. THE DISH
  34. Thank you for buying this ebook, published by Hachette Digital.

“You’re hot. I should have known she would be beautiful but just how beautiful she is took me by surprise. Like I said, I’ll work on that and try to get over it. But, in my defense, it’s my experience that not a lot of men say no to a woman like her and, even if it didn’t work out in the end, at one time you were one of them.”

“Tess—” he started but I talked over him.

“And, just to say, you were able to talk your brother back into the house and I know you have a full plate, but once some of this other stuff is sorted, you need to carve time out to have more words with him. Not about your dad or about me. He needs to sort himself out about your dad and I’ll win him over eventually. So, if you’re worried about that too, then you need to stop doing it. But about Lenore. She’s in love with him. She’s a good person. She’s sweet. And if he isn’t into her he needs to cut her loose. He also needs to get his head out of his ass because if he’s breaking hearts like that all through Denver, that isn’t cool.”

When I stopped talking, Brock remained silent and stared up at me.

When the silence stretched for a while, he asked, “Are you done?”

“Well,” I started, “yeah.”

Then he asked, “You think Olivia is better looking than you?”

My brows drew together and I repeated, “Well… yeah.”

He was silent again while staring at me.

“Brock—” I started but he cut me off.

“Jesus, you haven’t, have you?”

“I haven’t what?”

“Ever played games.”

I thought about it. Then I answered, “No.”

He shook his head while his lips tipped up and his hands slid up my sides, pulling me to him at the same time. I put my hands to his chest as I got closer and Brock wrapped his arms around me.

Then he spoke. When he did, he did it softly and I noticed the sweet hum in the room just as it hit me his eyes were amused.

“Okay, sweetness, it shits me to do it but I’m gonna have to educate you.”

Uh-oh.

I tipped my head to the side as I felt my body tense and I asked cautiously, “About what?”

“About the games a woman like Olivia plays. Specifically why she instigates a play.”

Oh, well. That didn’t sound too bad. It actually sounded interesting.

I relaxed against him and said, “Okay.”