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.

for, but I’m not sure she’s heard the news yet. I find it doubtful

smiling at me, but

have my answer. I nod, grumbling, “I

sadly and pats

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

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

under control. Figured you guys

you,

nods, then gazes down at the girls. “Uncle Ollie is in the den, setting up for a tea party

once and scramble from the

clapping across the hardwood floors as quickly as their chubby legs

other room, and then laughter, I smile for the

kitchen and gives my

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 miserable and helpless than I do

ya, babe?” Jess says, giving the chili one final

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

Oliver and Jess together, it’s . . . I

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