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didn’t know for certain. But what he did know, was that if they didn’t break the contact, Joel would become suspicious.
Ruder turned to the groom-to-be and told him the truth. “It was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
The comment fetched a roar out of Joel and when his eyes rolled into the air with his laughter Ryder sought out Violet’s again. She was still watching him closely, hadn’t moved. He expected a glare of warning to not say a word, but as many times today, Violet surprised him with a look of confusion and like she was digging into the depth of Ryder for answers to her own questions.
Just ask me, and then maybe I will understand what is going on here.
“Damn Ryder.” Joel hit his shoulder, before turning and walking away mumbling, “If only all blondes were that way.”
Missy was a brunette. It was a direct hit at Violet and it sent prickles through Ryder’s body. Why did Joel always have to be such an ass? Ryder didn’t like it. Violet caught the flicker of hurt over her face and masked it quickly, but not before Ryder saw it.
Ryder was learning Violet was the queen of masking her emotions, but he was curious what was behind those emotions and why she kept letting him in today, a little more each time their eyes met. Who was the real Violet Caliendo? It seemed that Joel didn’t know her as well as he claimed to, or else Joel was full of himself. Wouldn’t be the first time he’d exaggerated or flat our lied.
Ryder hated that Violet was masking hurt inflicted by Joel, when she was being nothing but hospitable to the entire group.
When Joel was out of hearing range, Ryder stepped in front of Violet and said, “Joel talks a lot of talk and he has no idea what he’s talking about with you. Everything I said about today was true and everything was about you.”
Violet’s eyebrows arched, and the mystifying desire clouded her eyes, then slipped away into the depths of her facade. She licked her lips, sucking them into her mouth, a movement that caused a stir down below. When she released them she said, “Ryder, I don’t need you to pet my ego and tell me I’m good at sex, because my ex jabs that I’m not.”
He didn’t feel that he needed to say it, but he wanted her to know.
“There’s a reason we’re divorced.” With that, Violet walked away, taking any contemplation Ryder had created thinking he met a different version of Violet than Joel.
Ryder was left standing alone, facing the exit and feeling like a giant ass for spending this whole appointment trying to figure out a woman who was nothing more than what she portrayed: Ice Queen.
Joel hit the nail straight on with this woman. Ice Queen. That knowledge should be enough to keep Violet out of Ryder’s thoughts from here on in.
Chapter Six
A WEEK AFTER Violet’s encounter with Ryder, she was glad to say, the man who took her for the ride of her life, wasn’t still in her every thought. Well...not her every waking thought. The way his hands traced her skin delicately then parted her legs roughly, and the way his lips kissed her, dark and mysterious, like the moon kissed the sky goodnight, overtook her dreams. Every single night, she’d awaken in panting, hot sweats with Ryder’s rock hard body and handsome face flashing through her mind.
That was ridiculous...wasn’t it?
She was a grown woman, not a teenager lusting over the captain of the football team...or in Willow Valley, it would be the hockey hero, like Marc’s sister-in-law, Peyton McAdams...now Patterson. She’d been victim to the teenage lust and swooned all over retired pro-hockey player Colt Patterson, who had knocked her up.
Sure, they were supposedly happily married now, with twins, a little girl and little boy, Leighton and Landon, but that wasn’t the point. The point was, Violet was a grown woman with two children of her own and needed to start behaving like one.
Then there was the overbearing, wooden lobby washroom door that brought the
Ruder turned to the groom-to-be and told him the truth. “It was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
The comment fetched a roar out of Joel and when his eyes rolled into the air with his laughter Ryder sought out Violet’s again. She was still watching him closely, hadn’t moved. He expected a glare of warning to not say a word, but as many times today, Violet surprised him with a look of confusion and like she was digging into the depth of Ryder for answers to her own questions.
Just ask me, and then maybe I will understand what is going on here.
“Damn Ryder.” Joel hit his shoulder, before turning and walking away mumbling, “If only all blondes were that way.”
Missy was a brunette. It was a direct hit at Violet and it sent prickles through Ryder’s body. Why did Joel always have to be such an ass? Ryder didn’t like it. Violet caught the flicker of hurt over her face and masked it quickly, but not before Ryder saw it.
Ryder was learning Violet was the queen of masking her emotions, but he was curious what was behind those emotions and why she kept letting him in today, a little more each time their eyes met. Who was the real Violet Caliendo? It seemed that Joel didn’t know her as well as he claimed to, or else Joel was full of himself. Wouldn’t be the first time he’d exaggerated or flat our lied.
Ryder hated that Violet was masking hurt inflicted by Joel, when she was being nothing but hospitable to the entire group.
When Joel was out of hearing range, Ryder stepped in front of Violet and said, “Joel talks a lot of talk and he has no idea what he’s talking about with you. Everything I said about today was true and everything was about you.”
Violet’s eyebrows arched, and the mystifying desire clouded her eyes, then slipped away into the depths of her facade. She licked her lips, sucking them into her mouth, a movement that caused a stir down below. When she released them she said, “Ryder, I don’t need you to pet my ego and tell me I’m good at sex, because my ex jabs that I’m not.”
He didn’t feel that he needed to say it, but he wanted her to know.
“There’s a reason we’re divorced.” With that, Violet walked away, taking any contemplation Ryder had created thinking he met a different version of Violet than Joel.
Ryder was left standing alone, facing the exit and feeling like a giant ass for spending this whole appointment trying to figure out a woman who was nothing more than what she portrayed: Ice Queen.
Joel hit the nail straight on with this woman. Ice Queen. That knowledge should be enough to keep Violet out of Ryder’s thoughts from here on in.
Chapter Six
A WEEK AFTER Violet’s encounter with Ryder, she was glad to say, the man who took her for the ride of her life, wasn’t still in her every thought. Well...not her every waking thought. The way his hands traced her skin delicately then parted her legs roughly, and the way his lips kissed her, dark and mysterious, like the moon kissed the sky goodnight, overtook her dreams. Every single night, she’d awaken in panting, hot sweats with Ryder’s rock hard body and handsome face flashing through her mind.
That was ridiculous...wasn’t it?
She was a grown woman, not a teenager lusting over the captain of the football team...or in Willow Valley, it would be the hockey hero, like Marc’s sister-in-law, Peyton McAdams...now Patterson. She’d been victim to the teenage lust and swooned all over retired pro-hockey player Colt Patterson, who had knocked her up.
Sure, they were supposedly happily married now, with twins, a little girl and little boy, Leighton and Landon, but that wasn’t the point. The point was, Violet was a grown woman with two children of her own and needed to start behaving like one.
Then there was the overbearing, wooden lobby washroom door that brought the
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