“Things
aren’t
over
between
us,
and
we
shouldn’t
deceive
ourselves
into
thinking
there
won’t
be
a
next
time,
so
be
prepared
for
it.”
He
saw
the
frown
that
appeared
in
her
eyes
and
the
defiance
that
tilted
her
lips
reminded
him
of
AJ
yesterday
and
the
day
before.
“No,
Dare,
there
won’t
be
a
next
time
because
I
won’t
let
there
be.
You’re
AJ’s
father,
but
what
was
between
us
is
over
and
has
been
for
years.
To
me
you’re
just
another
man.”
He
lifted
a
brow.
He
wondered
if
she
had
kissed
many
men
the
way
she’d
kissed
him,
and
for
some
reason
he
doubted
it.
She
had
kissed
him
as
though
she
hadn’t
kissed
anyone
in
years.
He
had
felt
the
hunger
that
had
raged
through
her.
He
had
felt
it,
explored
it
and,
for
the
moment,
satisfied
it.
“You’re
sure
about
that?”
“Yes,
I’m
positive,
so
I
suggest
you
place
all
your
concentration
on
winning
your
son
over
and
forget
about
your
son’s
mother.”
As
he
turned
to
cross
the
room
to
leave,
he
knew
that
he
would
never
be
able
to
forget
about
his
son’s
mother,
not
in
a
million
years.
Before
walking
out
the
door
he
looked
back
at
her.
“Oh,
yeah,
I
almost
forgot
something.”
She
lifted
a
brow.
“What?”
“The
brothers
four.
They’re
dying
to
see
you.
I
told
them
of
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