Playing With Love (Hollow Point #3)

CHAPTER TWO

Liza Monroe—the only woman I’d ever loved. The one who time and circumstance had stolen from me.

There she was in the flesh. More beautiful than the last time I’d seen her. I’d had hours to prepare for this meeting but, seeing her normally warm, inviting hazel eyes ice cold wasn’t the welcome I’d been expecting. There had never been anything cold about Liza, she was fire and explosive chemistry.

I could lie to myself and chalk it up to shock but I wasn’t a man prone to bullshit. The last time I saw her was in a bar in Tucson. Her divorce had just been finalized, I’d just closed a case after being undercover for too fucking long. The timing was shit but that didn’t mean it wasn’t finally time to come clean. Losing her to her husband had been a wake-up call but mostly I was done playing games. The time had come to step up and claim what had been mine for the better part of a decade. At the end of the night I walked her to her room and declined her invitation to join her.