Page 18 of The Right Wrong Promise

Sharing our vacation rental with a strange woman who owns the place wasn’t the plan, but it’s sure as hell better than being turned out with nowhere to go at the last minute. The place is huge, and as long as it’s safer than that staircase, we can handle a little extra company.

“You’re sure about this, Miss Blackthorn?”

“Totally.” Margot waves a hand. “How could I disappoint them? I remember how excited I’d get when I was that age. Anyway, I’m just here for work and to check in on the property. I’ll do a full walk-through to make sure there are no other hazards lurking around.”

Fine.

Time to make the best of this crisis-averted situation. I stick out my hand.

“Thank you. I mean that sincerely. I’m Kane Saint.”

“Saint?” She snorts with amusement. “I like Dadzilla better.”

My brows pull down.

That makes one of us.

After a second’s hesitation, she slips her fingers into mine.

Slim, smooth hands, slightly cool to the touch.

My blood sparks at her touch. I drop her hand like she’s four hundred degrees.

“That’s my name. Even if I’m more of a sinner at heart,” I say flatly.

She laughs again, blushing.

I wish I were joking.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean anything by it. But your name sounds familiar.”

“I get that a lot.” I look away, hoping she doesn’t connect my name to my career. Hell,anyof them.

She cocks her head slightly, staring more intently than before.

“I dunno. I feel like I know you from somewhere. It’ll come to me, though.”

I hope it doesn’t.

If I have my way, she’ll never figure it out.

I came here to keep a low profile.

I’ve had enough fame and bullshit pity I don’t deserve for one lifetime.

“Do you have a favorite room? We’ll give you top choice, of course,” I say.

The kids have already picked theirs, but they can move if we need to reshuffle.

“Nah.” She picks up one of her suitcases with a small groan.

“Let me.” But the second I move forward to help, she pierces me with a protective glare.

“I’ve got it. You’re a paying guest, not a bellhop.”

“Yeah.” I back up a step.

Okay. So this woman wants little to do with us besides sleeping under one roof.