One More Shot at Forever
The hotel room's soft lighting couldn't hide what a terrible mistake this was...
Lila Carter was kissing a gorgeous stranger like her life depended on it, trying to forget how her world imploded just hours ago.
Her boyfriend of four years, Grant Emerson, had dropped a bomb tonight - he was engaged.
To someone else.
That's how she ended up drowning her sorrows at the swankiest bar in the city, where this mystery man with bedroom eyes had bought her a drink.
Or three.
Now here she was, riding a wave of tequila courage and raw hurt.
Hell, if Grant could upgrade to some trust fund princess, why couldn't she have one wild night?
But just as Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Dangerous was working on her zipper, she nuzzled his neck and whispered, "Grant..."
Everything screeched to a halt.
The steamy tension evaporated instantly.
The lights flicked on, making her wince.
When her vision cleared, her heart stopped.
She knew that face.
Ethan Caldwell.
The shark of all legal sharks.
The guy whose net worth had more zeros than her phone number.
And - because the universe clearly hated her - Grant's future brother-in-law.
Sobriety hit her like a bucket of ice water.
Oh. God. She'd nearly hooked up with her ex's soon-to-be family.
Could this night get any worse?
Ethan pushed off her, looking annoyingly composed as he lit up a cigarette.
He took a long drag, his eyes scanning her with amused interest.
"Well, well... Miss Carter. This is unexpected."
Tapping his cigarette, he smirked. "Tell me, were you thinking about making Grant jealous when you kissed me? Because that could've been... interesting."
Lila wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
This man could destroy her life with one phone call.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Caldwell," she managed, staring at her shoes. "The drinks..."
He surprised her by chuckling, crushing out his cigarette before tossing her his jacket. "Get dressed. I'll drive you home."
In his Bentley (because of course he drove a Bentley), Lila snuck glances at his profile.
That jawline could cut glass, and his casual designer shirt probably cost more than her rent.
No wonder women threw themselves at him - he was walking temptation in a Tom Ford suit.
