Henley

Declan nodded. “He’s a good man.” Then his lips descended upon mine in a not-so-chaste kiss. “Henley, I’m sorry for today. Isabel—”

“Doesn’t know what she lost,” I finished. “But she’d better stay away from you... if she knows what’s good for her.”

Declan slipped his arms around my waist. “Ooo! My little bad*ss!”

I burst out laughing, motioning with my head toward the door. “Let’s go. Mom and Maxwell are going to start ...