Redemption
Book excerpt
Chapter One
“Honey, what’s wrong?”
Hoyt Wexford came up behind her as she sat in the window, staring sightlessly out the window of his Prince Street apartment.
“Nothing,” she said softly. “I’m good.”
“Baby doll,” he came up and put his hand on her shoulder. She involuntarily flinched and he quickly removed it.
“I wanted to wait for our wedding night too. It was just that, well…you know how it went down last night. It was too much to resist. No man on earth could have that willpower. Bree, I love you more than life itself. If I did anything to hurt you, by God, I’m sorry.”
“I’m okay, sweetheart,” she turned to squeeze his hand, then returned to gaze out the window at the early morning darkness. “I’ll be fine.”
“This isn’t about…that guy, is it?” Hoyt’s voice thickened.
“Heavens, no,” she turned halfway, glancing up at him before looking down at the carpet. “I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s the injury. I’ll be all right, I tell you.”
“Injury?” he squinted.
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