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I was hoping you’d be able to get away alone. I need to talk to you.
Is something wrong? Just tell me where to meet you, and I’ll be there in thirty.
There’d been no equivocating on his answer. She wiped the tears that’d started rolling down her face.
I don’t know where to go. I just need to see you for a few minutes.
Let’s meet at the lighthouse.
She sniffed as she wiped away more tears. She could find the lighthouse easily enough.
After sending him a thumbs-up, she drove to the beach and took her time walking along the shore to the lighthouse, where she sat on a big rock and waited for him.
As he approached, Bo could see Ismay staring pensively out at the ocean and couldn’t help thinking how beautiful she was. He needed to be careful with her, couldn’t let his feelings—or hers—get out of control. But he hadn’t been able to forget about that moment when she’d taken his hand at the beach. That was something he’d never expected—and should never have allowed. While he didn’t want to see her with someone like Remy, he couldn’t get involved with her himself. She didn’t even know who he really was. And she deserved much better than he could offer—better than a man lying about his past and struggling to live with the scars.
As he approached, he steeled himself for the moment she turned those gorgeous green eyes on him. But it didn’t do any good. When she looked over, the desire he’d begun to feel for her only grew more acute. Maybe there was a silver lining in having to go to Louisiana to see his uncle. Maybe he’d be gone long enough to stop himself from destroying her future.
“Thanks for coming,” she said as she got up.
“No problem. What’s—”
He didn’t even get his question out before she threw her arms around his neck. He told himself to set her away from him, but he was pretty sure she was crying and that disarmed him enough that he couldn’t bring himself to do it. “What is it?” he murmured, his lips against her hair as he let his arms close around her.
“I don’t even know where to start,” she said.
He’d thought she’d release him after the embrace. But she didn’t. She just stood there, squeezing him tight, and before he could stop himself, he slid his hands up her back and kissed her temple. God, she felt better than anything he’d ever experienced. She smelled like heaven, too. Everything about her seemed perfect. “Why don’t we start with the reason you’re crying?”
“I don’t know what to do,” she replied.
“About...”
With a sniff, she pulled away and found something on her phone she apparently wanted to show him because she handed it to him.
It was a video taken in a dark restaurant. At first, he couldn’t make out what was happening, but then he realized. “This is Remy?” He glanced up to catch her nod before he finished watching—and then watched again. “When was this?”
“Last night.”
“Who’s he with?”
“He’s been telling me since January that he’s studying with a partner named Sam. Well, that’s Sam—or Samantha.”
“This doesn’t look good,” he admitted, cringing at the pain and humiliation it must’ve caused her.
“I’m fairly certain they’ve been seeing each other for months and I had no clue.”
He lifted the phone. “Where’d you get this?” Obviously, Remy wouldn’t have sent it to her.
“That’s where things get worse,” she said with a grimace. “The woman who texted it to me claims he was cheating on his former girlfriend with her—and got her pregnant.”
Bo felt himself stiffen in surprise. “He has a child?”
“I don’t think she had the child. But she wouldn’t tell me much.” She gestured at her phone. “You can read the exchange.”
He took a few minutes to do that. “Wow,” he said when he was done.
“Yeah.”
“So...what are you going to do? Does he know that you know?”
