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
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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