![]() ![]() Isabella was getting fussy in Dylan’s arms, and Soph said she couldn’t put off feeding her any longer. Sebastian shot him a little grin but didn’t say anything. “Where would all your toys go?” Dylan asked. “You think we have too much space at home?” Soph smirked. “Momma, can we live in an RV?” Teddy asked. I removed my ball cap and left it on my lap. If dinner was among family and you sat at a table, someone said grace. It’d been the rule for as long as I’d lived. It was still weird for me to be part of a family dinner where no one said grace. So it didn’t make a lick of sense for me to seek him out to provoke a reaction. In fact, it was best we avoided each other altogether. He’d hurt me too, and he better not push me. I might have screwed up royally, but he wasn’t so damn innocent. I wanted to belong somewhere, and I was ready to work for it. For once in my life, I wanted redemption. I could barely look my sister in the eye, facing Sebastian didn’t even exist on my radar, and I was prepared for my brother-in-law’s protective hostility. But when I was welcome nowhere, I still had to go somewhere. ![]() Once I got there, I had no place left to hide. I ran my closeted tail all the way back to Georgia. The line between love and hate has never been so thin, and Blake and Sebastian return in this sequel with bottled-up hurt that somehow just brings them even closer. ![]() Family | Book 2 of 2 | Lovers to Enemies | Enemies to… ![]()
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