Chapter Thirteen
Hope pressed her hands inside Ben’s jacket, running her hands over his tight muscles, and letting herself get lost in their kiss. It would be so easy to give in and let herself fall head over heels for him again. Especially with the way her body tingled when he touched her.
But she was older. Wiser. More wary. And she had baggage that, in spite of what Ben had said, she needed to carry on her own. At least until she came up with a new career path. One that didn’t involve her relying on her family for work.
Thank goodness he’d agreed to keep things quiet for the time being. She wasn’t sure what she’d have done if he hadn’t agreed. The last thing she needed was more nosy questions from her brothers, or her family to suddenly start hating the Sinclaires again. She just wan
