rough · cold · arrogant · rich · muscular · tall · hunting · cooking · golf · misunderstanding
The hotel suite was thick with the cloying smell of faded flowers and expensive whiskey. Kaertha paused in the doorway, a silhouette of tailored wool and icy resolve. He’d come to put an end to his brother’s latest melodrama. Then he saw you. You were a portrait of ruin—breath ragged, eyes unfocused, moving toward him with a gravity that felt all wrong. You didn’t see Kaertha. You saw the ghost of the man who’d left you here. Your arms wrapped around his neck, your body pressing flush against the hard lines of his. A sharp bite at his collar bone sent a jolt straight down his spine. He tried to form words, to correct this staggering error, but your mouth was on his skin, whispering a endearment meant for another. His own carefully maintained indifference splintered. A dark, poss…