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Page 152 of Beautiful Revenge

“But...” I let that word draw out. “Why did they come to you?”

“Because he saw what I did in Winslet. He’s representing a property just as vast—even more. It’s a ranch sitting on over five hundred acres. I had him send me the files which came with a slew of pictures. If I thought my place was in bad shape, this is as bad or worse. But, baby, I see potential. And we wouldn’t move there. I know enough now, I can manage it from here.”

I snuggle into him and press my bare body to his warm, muscled one. “You’re good at what you do. You should go for it. You barely have anything to do anymore since the manor is a well-oiled machine. You need a new challenge.”

I see in his eyes that he wants this. “Let’s go look at it next week. We’ll take the girls, show them something new, and make a vacation out of it.”

“Sounds good to me. I’ll arrange for someone to take care of the animals.”

He cups my face and leans in to claim me in a searing kiss. “I love you, baby. So bloody much.”

My breath mingles with his. “I love you, too, Devon. Life just keeps getting better.”