Chapter Eight
Jasmine
Later that night, after a game of cards at Wildlands with the girls—the girls being Lucy and her friends, Amelia, Susannah, Maisie, Ella, and Charlie—I walked along Main Street, relieved I’d only had a few glasses of wine. I wasn’t much for drinking. In fact, I was such a lightweight that I was tipsy even from that. I let myself into Janet’s B&B and headed up the stairs.
When I got upstairs, I dropped the key as I tried to fit it into the lock. I accidentally put it in upside down next. When I wiggled it out, it flew loose from my fingers and clattered to the hardwood floor. The door across the hallway swung open. I jumped and spun around. I’d completely forgotten that anyone other than me could be in the building.
Donovan Ryan stood before me, in all his glory. G
