Page 73 of Enticing

Yeah. You’re a little vicious, even for being overworked. Should we be worried?

Bellamy

No. Just in a mood. Sorry. I gotta go. Talk soon.

Caitlin

Addie - You want some company?

Addie

I wish, but I’ve got to get this book done. It’s due to my editor in a week.

Caitlin

Need help with the kids? I could bake cookies with Izzy.

Addie

Coraline doesn’t go back to school until Friday, but you should know the James girls never turn down cookies.

Caitlin

You’re a Sinclair girl now.

I stare at the phone, smiling.

I guess I am.

Caitlin

Fine. Finish your book, then send it to me. I need something good to read.

Addie

Thanks, Cait. We’ll do girls’ night soon.

I flip my phone face down and run my fingers over my keyboard, trying to picture myself finishing this book tonight. Positive thoughts into the universe and all that shit.

The kids are asleep. Both of them, thankfully, went down without too much of a fuss. And now, I might actually be able to typeThe Endon this book, if I could just concentrate for a few hours. But that seems to be my problem lately. My concentration is shot, and the man taking up most of my brain space is skating down the ice on my television.

Unfortunately, he’s one of many men occupying my thoughts. He’s just the only one I actually want there. I guess I’ve been looking for trouble around every corner. Thankfully, there hasn’t been any... yet.

Mason has thirty days to release my inheritance, and it looks like the ass is going to make me wait every single one of those thirty days. But hey, I haven’t been served yet, so no news is good news.

I look up at the muted television and watch Leo check the opposing team’s center into the boards with a vicious body slam, and a smile pulls at my lips. That shouldn’t be sexy. It is, but it shouldn’t be.

Maybe my next hero can be a hot, blue-eyed hockey player.

I mean, my husband is my biggest muse, so it could definitely work.

But first, I’ve got to finish this one.

My phone vibrates next to me on the couch, and I glance down and silence it.

Blocked numbers, spam numbers, telemarketers. They all love me... well really, they just want my money, which I’d have gladly already paid them if I had any, so they’re stuck waiting with me.

Join the club.

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