Chapter 46

“It wasn’t a one night stand.” Although not by much. I counted the nights since I’d gone to Mark’s apartment with a bottle of Pol Roger to celebrate his promotion.No, not by much at all.

“I’m relieved.”

“Don’t be. It’s over.” I laughed mirthlessly. “I came home from work tonight and found what was basically a ‘Dear Quinton’ letter on my pillow.”

“Oh, sweetheart, I’m so sorry. But you were involved enough to give…this person a key to your house? You’ve never done that, to my knowledge.”

“No, I haven’t.” Although not having the key hadn’t prevented Vincent from entering my town house at will. “It certainly wasn’t the smartest thing I’ve ever done, and I can’t imagine what possessed me to give hi—to give out my key this time.” I’d nearly slipped, and I could feel the tell-tale color in my cheeks.

“Could it be because this time more than your head is involved?”

“Please, Mother. I’ve already had my one love. It didn’t…There wasn’t a happy ending.”