guests in stunning outfits. Waiters weaved through the crowd, servin

ld silk gown accentuating her curves. Spotting him, she approached as J

from the bookstore!" Their instant bond grew as they reminisced about their poetry

appeared with Lacey. As Jones discussed business, Trent found himsel

gh the room like a porcelain figure with an out-of-place smile. It unsettled hi

nter! There's a hidden gem here," she urged, leading her through velvet c

" Winter teased, sink

icking off her heels. "This is my sanctuary.

y grew serious. "How are you holding up? A

t's not all bad. I have a French

Lacey raise

e wistful. "I just wish

We excel at hiding, but it's

eart racing, if only Lacey knew ho

.

g pool, where moonlight danced in tantalizing patterns. Inside the dimly lit pool house, Winter curled up in a plush

stark contrast to the sharp wit and biting sarcasm she displayed around others. He stepped closer, captivated, his eyes

ngling with the intoxicating scent of vanilla and jasmine that floated around her. Against all reason, he scoop

hirlwind of emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. She was undeniably her father's daughter, a master of

im, pulling him back as he quietly closed the door, the memory of her