Everything about him felt so familiar, so right. Being in his arms felt like coming home, but that sense of familiarity also scared her because nothing was the same now as it had been then. She was different. He was different. Their lives had changed in so many ways. Before she could decide whether to melt into his arms and savour the kiss she had been craving, the entry door slammed open, hitting the doorstop with enough force to make it bounce back. An angry-looking Luc filled the doorway, a scowl on his handsome face. “So, it is true.” He glared at Sierra. “You’re back.” Trey bounded off the couch. “Get the hell out of here before I throw you out.” Luc pointed at Sierra. “Not until I say what I came here to say.” He sliced his hand through the air. “This is a bad idea. A public relations nightmare.” “I don’t think anyone asked for your opinion, Luc,” Sierra said, smiling sweetly. She despised her ex-husband’s best friend and the feeling was mutual. “I get millions to make it my business, sugar.
