Summer stormed across the room in a few sharp strides, snatching the picture frame off Ryan's desk. Her eyes locked on the image inside, then widened in disbelief.

Gabrielle?!

Why the hell was she in the photo?!

Summer's breath hitched, her fingers tightening around the frame until her knuckles turned bone white.

This was Ryan's private study. And he had a photo of Gabrielle displayed front and center.

What did that mean? Was he secretly in love with ...