CHAPTER FIFTEEN
At a small table for two in a corner of the restaurant, candlelight glowed from a glass votive holder, creating a dancing circle against the white linen tablecloth. Ryker sat across from Lucy, their knees brushing against each other. A bowl of cheese fondue, a basket of bread cubes, and a plate with two Bavarian Pretzels were between them.
As she told him about Jeff Swanson, Ryker wished he could change the past and erase the pain she’d experienced from her disastrous marriage.
“People warned me.” Lucy kept her chin up, her gaze forward, not downcast. But the hurt in her voice was unmistakable. “Told me to break up with him while we were dating. Aaron. Even Amelia. But I thought I knew better than all of them. I believed I could trust Jeff, but he had me so fooled.”
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