Seven Nights of Sin (Penthouse Affair #2)

Chapter 37 Dominic

My stomach tightens. This is it. I didn’t think the moment of truth would come quite so soon, but I have to face it regardless. I have to stay strong and do what’s best for both of us. Even if it eats me up inside.

Taking a deep breath, I type back:

Agreed. You pick the place.

She replies with an address I’ve never been to, along with the time of nine p.m. tonight.

I nod. Neutral territory. Outside of work hours. Makes sense.

Now I just have to figure out what in the hell I’m going to say to her.

• • •

At Oliver’s insistence, my girls and I are having dinner at his and Jess’s apartment tonight. He thought I could use a night off from my apparent self-loathing. His words, not mine.

the door with a warm hug for each of my daughters and a bright smile for me. Maybe it’s too much to hope for, but I’m not sure she’s heard

but with a look of

answer.

sadly and pats my

our way into the kitchen where homemade macaroni and cheese is being prepared, along with a big pot of

Jess. Can I help?” I ask, surveying the countertops. There’s no sign of Oliver, but he left right after we shared

got everything under control.

you, thank

in the den, setting up for a tea party I hear never got finished from the last

Emilia both squeal at once and scramble from

watch them go, their feet clapping across the hardwood floors

from the other room, and then laughter, I smile for

into the kitchen and gives my hand a shake. “I’m glad

home in the dark where I could sulk properly sounded pretty damn appealing. But then I’d just end up watching the news on

would ya, babe?” Jess says, giving the chili

lean one hip against the counter and watch as the final dinner preparations are

. . I don’t know . . .

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