thought about Hanson’s words as she took off her wool coat and leather gloves.
It wasn’t like she didn’t want a man. It was more that no man could measure up. Dimitri’s ghost had resurfaced and didn’t seem inclined to give her any peace.
Dimitri’s face reared up in any man who remotely interested her. Those damn golden eyes of his appeared to stare into her soul.
Perhaps they dared her to forget him. Or maybe they were searching for 48
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something…something she wasn’t quite ready to give to him. Even Kacy had told her to let him explain.
Stepping out the elevator onto her floor, Landi shivered as a chill ran up her back. Not from the cold, from something else. With a strong shake of her head, she walked toward her loft. Putting the key into the lock, she hesitated. I’m freaking losing it. Landi turned the knob and pushed open her door. Then she froze.
The lights were on and there were flowers everywhere. All of them were different shades of pink. And in the middle of it all stood a man she had met in Greece. AJ Melonakos. Dimitri’s cousin.
Kicking the door shut with the heel of her shoe, Landi demanded, “What the hell are you doing here?!”
An enchanting grin crossed his face. “Dima,” he said, ignoring her question. “I think you should come out here.”
“I asked you a question!” Landi snapped, dropping her bag and coat. Her eyes refused to let him go.
“Hello, Landi,” AJ spoke in that deep voice he had. “Lovely to see you again.”
She glared. “Are you gonna tell me what the fuck you’re doing in my apartment?”
A shadow moved behind AJ; and to Landi’s shock, it materia-lized into Dimitri Melonakos. “Hello, Landi,” he said. The words surrounded her like a warm, velvet blanket.
Her legs began to tremble, her mouth went dry, and her palms became sweaty. Her heart rate went off the charts. He looked so damn handsome. Black hair, deliciously shaggy and perfect. He wore a dark-gold shirt tucked into black slacks. Black leather shoes poked out from the cuffs of his pants. A black belt with a gold buckle united shirt and pants perfectly.
She ran her gaze over his upper body that was impressive in the gold that matched his eyes. The sleeves were rolled up, exposing muscular forearms. In one hand he held a single pink flower. The burning intensity in his stare made her feel he only wanted to be with her. And that memory made her remember the pain and betrayal she had felt that day.
“You!” she seethed. “Get the fuck out of my apartment!”
“Hear me out, Landi,” Dimitri said.
Hear him out? Was he serious?
Her lip curled as she honed in on AJ who stood there with a half grin on his face. “You can leave and take that…that… that one with you!”
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“Don’t you think you should give him a chance to explain? He came all this way to see you,” AJ reasoned.
Landi scoffed. Hands on hips, she shot daggers at the taller of the two. “Well, he can take his ass right back the way he came. And you can go with him! I owe him nothing. I don’t owe either of you anything!
Breaking into people’s apartment—is this common in Greece?” Her voice kept rising. AJ opened his mouth and she slashed a hand through the air. “Don’t even! You’re family. You’d say anything to protect him!”
“Landi—” Dimitri began.
“Get him out of here,” Landi bit off, refusing to take her gaze from AJ.
A smile crossed his handsome face and his green eyes sparkled.
AJ shook his head. “No. I think I should be going now. I’ll leave you two to work this out. Goodnight. It was wonderful to see you again.”
“Where are you going?!” Landi didn’t want to be alone with Dimitri. “If you go, so does he.”
AJ approached her, cast a glance back toward Dimitri, and kissed her on the cheek. “Go easy on my cousin.” At the door he said something in Greek and left.
The door shut with such finality. Landi looked everywhere but toward
It wasn’t like she didn’t want a man. It was more that no man could measure up. Dimitri’s ghost had resurfaced and didn’t seem inclined to give her any peace.
Dimitri’s face reared up in any man who remotely interested her. Those damn golden eyes of his appeared to stare into her soul.
Perhaps they dared her to forget him. Or maybe they were searching for 48
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something…something she wasn’t quite ready to give to him. Even Kacy had told her to let him explain.
Stepping out the elevator onto her floor, Landi shivered as a chill ran up her back. Not from the cold, from something else. With a strong shake of her head, she walked toward her loft. Putting the key into the lock, she hesitated. I’m freaking losing it. Landi turned the knob and pushed open her door. Then she froze.
The lights were on and there were flowers everywhere. All of them were different shades of pink. And in the middle of it all stood a man she had met in Greece. AJ Melonakos. Dimitri’s cousin.
Kicking the door shut with the heel of her shoe, Landi demanded, “What the hell are you doing here?!”
An enchanting grin crossed his face. “Dima,” he said, ignoring her question. “I think you should come out here.”
“I asked you a question!” Landi snapped, dropping her bag and coat. Her eyes refused to let him go.
“Hello, Landi,” AJ spoke in that deep voice he had. “Lovely to see you again.”
She glared. “Are you gonna tell me what the fuck you’re doing in my apartment?”
A shadow moved behind AJ; and to Landi’s shock, it materia-lized into Dimitri Melonakos. “Hello, Landi,” he said. The words surrounded her like a warm, velvet blanket.
Her legs began to tremble, her mouth went dry, and her palms became sweaty. Her heart rate went off the charts. He looked so damn handsome. Black hair, deliciously shaggy and perfect. He wore a dark-gold shirt tucked into black slacks. Black leather shoes poked out from the cuffs of his pants. A black belt with a gold buckle united shirt and pants perfectly.
She ran her gaze over his upper body that was impressive in the gold that matched his eyes. The sleeves were rolled up, exposing muscular forearms. In one hand he held a single pink flower. The burning intensity in his stare made her feel he only wanted to be with her. And that memory made her remember the pain and betrayal she had felt that day.
“You!” she seethed. “Get the fuck out of my apartment!”
“Hear me out, Landi,” Dimitri said.
Hear him out? Was he serious?
Her lip curled as she honed in on AJ who stood there with a half grin on his face. “You can leave and take that…that… that one with you!”
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“Don’t you think you should give him a chance to explain? He came all this way to see you,” AJ reasoned.
Landi scoffed. Hands on hips, she shot daggers at the taller of the two. “Well, he can take his ass right back the way he came. And you can go with him! I owe him nothing. I don’t owe either of you anything!
Breaking into people’s apartment—is this common in Greece?” Her voice kept rising. AJ opened his mouth and she slashed a hand through the air. “Don’t even! You’re family. You’d say anything to protect him!”
“Landi—” Dimitri began.
“Get him out of here,” Landi bit off, refusing to take her gaze from AJ.
A smile crossed his handsome face and his green eyes sparkled.
AJ shook his head. “No. I think I should be going now. I’ll leave you two to work this out. Goodnight. It was wonderful to see you again.”
“Where are you going?!” Landi didn’t want to be alone with Dimitri. “If you go, so does he.”
AJ approached her, cast a glance back toward Dimitri, and kissed her on the cheek. “Go easy on my cousin.” At the door he said something in Greek and left.
The door shut with such finality. Landi looked everywhere but toward
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