And what was worse, he didn’t even seem to know she was in the room.
The last time Shyann had seen Luke Tracy, it’d been raining, he’d been naked, juggling his clothes, and she’d been pushing him out her door for what she’d hoped was the last time. She’d spent the last month and a half in California wine country, researching an article and creatively avoiding him. Now, they were competitors on a nationally aired television cooking show. Vengeance was hers with a win. And though they say revenge is best served cold, their relationship hadn’t been on ice long enough to chill her anger yet.
*Next week, I might even make it on the official list. If I can remember to follow the directions.
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