la hadn't always

ade-the wrong child had been brought home. While the imposter, Talia Nelson, was raised in lux

appointment was instant. To them, she was nothing more than a disfigured girl with

rvant's room of the Nelson fam

aughter, enjoyed torm

iance had taken shape. The Nelson family snatched her grandmother, using her grandmother as levera

termination in her eyes. No matter what it

*

oom, taking off his shirt before

efore the towering French window, his sharp face cast in a

ook a slow sip, the rich, velvety

n lingered in his mind. The memory of that kiss. Soft. Fresh. A sweetn

ve punished Phoebe today. Yet, for reasons he

n answer, just know

mind. Setting the glass aside, Rowa

efore, and it carried the f

scent clung t

same scent. And, for the first t

ng as he could remember. But last

cause of

that to fa

is way downstairs. Soon, he spotted the fa

nd placed his ha

refully pruned a handful of fresh flowers, arranging them delicately

waist. She was pulled into an embrace. Through the thin f

stif

as. Rowan. The master of the house. No one else

he holdi

that she had been th

d closer. His breath fanned against her skin. He muttered, "P

mth surged to

ace Rowan. "Mr. Hayes, you'v