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.

Maybe it’s too much to hope for, but I’m not sure she’s heard the news yet. I find it doubtful that Oliver didn’t tell her—they’re as thick as

still smiling at me, but

answer.

and

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

ask, surveying the countertops. There’s no sign of Oliver, but he left right after we shared a drink in my office, so I’m assuming he’s

shake. “I’ve got everything under

you, thank

Ollie is in the den, setting up for

Lacey and Emilia both squeal at once and scramble from the kitchen

across the hardwood floors as

Oliver’s voice from the other room, and then laughter, I smile for the first time all day and release a

the kitchen and gives

knows me well. I almost didn’t. Hiding out at home in the dark where I could sulk properly sounded pretty damn appealing. But then I’d just end up watching the news on repeat and feeling even more

done. Oliver, pour some drinks, would ya, babe?” Jess says,

to check on the girls, I lean one hip

. I don’t know . .

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