He gave her his heart, but can he give her the truth?
Schoolteacher Dana Roux doesn’t need sexy hotel tycoon David Cavallo to add to her troubles. They have absolutely nothing in common—she’s a simple schoolteacher in a small coastal town, and he has more money than he knows what to do with. Besides, as a former journalist, he’d remember the news stories about her dad’s alleged involvement in a dirty, Ponzi-like scheme, and his subsequent suicide. The last thing she wants is for the dark shadow of that scandal—and tragedy—to fall upon her once again. Especially since she knows her dad was innocent.
For David, flirting with a beautiful woman comes as naturally as breathing. So when he winds up kissing his sister-in-law’s best friend, he realizes Dana isn’t just another pretty pair of lips. But things between them get complicated quickly when he discovers who her father was, and that it was David’s own news story that blew the case wide open and sent her father to jail—and to his death. David’s not sure what to believe, but he knows he can’t let Dana blame him forever. Especially since she insists her father was an innocent man. But when Dana’s life is threatened, he realizes that he might not have uncovered the whole story. And that now, older and wiser, he just might be the only one who can uncover the truth.
“What are you doing?” he asked and hurried over to her.
She wouldn’t look up at him and turned her back on him when he was close.
“I’m phoning Caitlin to come and pick me up,” she said in a clipped voice and lifted the phone to her ear.
He grabbed it and ended the call.
“What are you doing?” she cried out, her eyes suspiciously bright.
Were those tears?
“You don’t have to phone Caitlin, I’ll take you home.” Why the hell was she upset?
She made a grab for her phone but he held it above his head.
“David!” she called out. “My phone, I…” A tear escaped and rolled over her cheek.
Angrily, she wiped it away and whipped around. “Fine. Then I’ll walk.” She sniffed and marched toward the front door.
David stared at her for a few seconds before his brain registered what she was doing.
With two strides, he reached the door before her and moved in front of it.
“David…” she began and another tear slipped on to her face.
Frowning, David pulled her closer. “What the hell is going on? Why do you want to phone Caitlin to pick you up? What happened between last night and now?” he growled.
“You tell me!” she nearly shouted. “This morning you…” She hiccupped and wiped a hand over her eyes. “This morning and last night, you couldn’t get enough of me and now you…you don’t even want to look at me!”
“That’s not true!” he shouted, upset because she was crying, upset because he wasn’t quite sure what exactly was going on.
She sniffed, wiped her face before looking him straight in the eye. “If you’ve had enough of me, you can tell me,” she said, just a slight tremor still audible in her voice. “I’m a big girl, I can take it. I’ve always known this can’t last. But I didn’t think you’d be too much of a coward to tell me to my face.”
And suddenly he was the hell in. This damn woman had him all tied up in knots and now she wanted to tell him what he was feeling as well. “Oh, you’ve always known, have you? And why is that?” he asked.
She rolled her eyes. Rolled her eyes!
“Because, David, I’m a school teacher from Hermanus, my dad was in jail. You are a Cavallo, you probably have more money than you know what to do with. I know I’ve only been a temporary diversion for you. One that you are now clearly over. Let’s leave it at that,” she said in a cold voice and tried to move past him to the front door.
He was so astonished at the drivel she was talking, he was speechless for a number of seconds. But then he saw her eyes, bright with tears and a slither of hope had him swallowing a grin.