Apart from shame, there was also a sense of relief, like a weight long pressing down on her heart had suddenly been lifted.
Alexis Denton was that enormous weight on her heart.
She should have been happy, but felt a sadness within.
What does it matter that the misunderstanding is cleared? There are still greater issues unresolved between them.
His mother's death, her parents' car accident, like barriers impossible to cross standing between them.
"Do you believe me now?" Matthew Saxon seemed quite cheerful, an amused smile gracing his lips, his captivating eyes holding a teasing glint, "If you feel guilty and want to make up to me, my demands aren't high..."
His smoldering gaze swept across her delicate lips, and he chuckled devilishly: "Just a kiss will suffice as compensation."
Scarlett Yates flushed and spat at him: "You scoundrel."
"Scoundrel? I like that title." He reached out his large hand, pulling her into his embrace, "At least I'm not Mr. Saxon anymore."
