Page 69 of The Holiday Clause

“Then that leaves you one other option.”

“Which is?”

“You’re gonna have to fuck the yogi.”

She scrunched her nose. “How is that the solution?”

“You said you can’t go there with Logan.”

“True, but Noah does nothing for me. He’s sweet and handsome enough, but he’s just not my type.”

“Then Soren.”

“No.” She, once again, thought of the kiss, the way he’d looked at her like she was something precious and carnal. Something about Soren felt…dangerous.

Jocelyn snickered. “I see Soren’s not an instant no.”

But he was. She couldn’t go there with him. Not unless she was really considering his offer. Maybe she was so afraid of Soren, because part of her was considering it. “No, I can’t.”

“I think you don’t want to involve Soren because there’s a chance you might actually like him.”

She pressed her lips tight, and Jocelyn gasped.

“I knew it! Ooh, it’s that billionaire energy. He’s so cocky in all the right ways.”

“I don’t care about his money.”

“That’s not what I mean. I’m talking about his essence. Soren goes after what he wants, and he doesn’t stop until he gets it. He’s the total opposite of Greyson.”

“That’s very true.” And, according to what he’d said last night, he wanted Wren, not just as a girlfriend or possibly a future wife, but he was actually attracted to her. And it felt really nice to feel wanted. “We did have some chemistry.”

“Yassssss! Tell me more.”

Wren couldn’t shake the strange guilt that lingered whenever she tried to surmise her feelings for Soren. She couldn’t stop seeing him as ‘Greyson’s brother,’ which was crap.

“It’s just nice to be pursued,” she admitted. “He doesn’t play games. He’s into me.”

“Are you into him? Not just to piss off Greyson, but is this an actual competition?”

“I... I don’t know.”

“Oh, shit. Okay. I didn’t realize you were feeling things where he was concerned. I thought it was just about the kiss.” Jocelyn picked up her whiskey and tucked her legs under her knees. “Let’s talk Soren. Besides being a good kisser, what made you feel attracted to him on your date?”

“I don’t know. I wasn’t at first, but by the end there was a spark. We definitely have a special connection. He knows me. I know him. He’s handsome. Thoughtful. And, of course, there was the kiss.”

“Yup. Yup. Does Greyson know there was a kiss?”

“No.”

“You should tell him.”

“I can’t do that!”

“I can.”

“Joce, don’t.”

She waved away her warning. “You need to go out with Soren again and see if there’s actually something there.”