Chapter 25

The passing executives gave me knowing smiles. “Good morning, Mrs. Holcomb,” they greeted respectfully.

“Good morning,” I responded with warm professionalism.

Tracy’s face fell. Pressing her lips into a thin line, she hurried toward the conference room.

Just as I reached my office, Jared emerged from his. His brows furrowed at my outfit–that familiar disapproval flashing across his face.

I ignored him. After last night, I had every right to be cold.

“I’m heading to a meeting,” he said, still making time to ask, “Want to do lunch later?”

I barely glanced back. “No, thanks. I’m having lunch with Melissa.”

Jared wasn’t accustomed to rejection, and my constant refusals clearly irritated him, though he could do little about it.

“Fine,” Jared said curtly before walking away.

I spent the morning handing over duties to the hotel managers, and then met Melissa for an early lunch at eleven.

Melissa kept eyeing every attractive guy in the place, desperately seeking that storybook–perfect romance.

I understood her panic, but kept advising patience.

“Victoria,” she fretted, “I’m 28 now, two years older than you. You’ve got a six–year–old daughter, while I’ve never even held hands. Seriously, what’s kissing like?”

I nearly choked on my coffee. Why was she asking me of all people about kissing?

“Bland and forgettable,” I remarked, lifting my cup.

Just as I finished speaking, a deep male laugh came from the table behind me.

I turned to see a man in a black shirt casually drinking coffee, looking like he was waiting for someone.

Lloyd had fallen all over himself to impress at the reunion. What was

here?

spotted him too. “Damn, he’s hot,”

was laughing at me

then, another good–looking guy

guys always travel in packs,” Melissa whispered. “Just like us gorgeous

back a laugh at

must have caught his attention. He turned

chest, like

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Chapter 25

No question she’d noticed one of the

shook my head. “I’m retired from men,” I said. “If you want

failed marriage had turned me off men completely. But she–never having been with anyone–still clung

on the way. Coming out, I nearly collided with someone, sending their

me first. I grabbed the phone, stomach dropping at the spiderwebbed

“Damn it,” I hissed.

“Don’t worry. My fault for

knew that voice. Looking up, I found myself staring

attractive.

Nathan Hallman,” he said

hadn’t asked

held my gaze with those piercing eyes after saying his

pay for your cracked screen,” I said, focusing more on

he said quietly. “I’ll take care of

I said, turning

later, I pressed all the cash I had–about a thousand dollars–into his hand. “For a

When I gave him the money, he caught my hand instead. “I’m

“You already

fell. “Victoria, don’t you recognize me? I’m

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