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.

my daughters and a bright smile for me. Maybe it’s too much to hope for, but I’m not sure

all your troubles, handsome,” Jess says, still smiling at me, but with a look

guess I have my answer. I

sadly and pats

macaroni and cheese is being prepared, along with a

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

her head a shake. “I’ve got everything under control. Figured you guys could use

you, thank

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

and Emilia both squeal at once

their feet clapping across the hardwood floors as

I smile for the first time all day and release

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

nod. He 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

just about done. Oliver, pour some drinks, would ya,

to check on the girls, I lean one hip against the counter and watch as the final dinner preparations are

and Jess together, it’s . . . I don’t know . . . nice. Domestic.

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