Chapter 28
Trevor’s expression was a mix of discomfort, like he had a bitter pill to swallow.
When they pulled up to Starlit Villa, Kylie was in no hurry. She leaned back, waiting for him to spit it out.
“Today’s fiasco was on me, and I made some wrong assumptions about you. My bad,” Trevor admitted, his voice as cool as a winter breeze, not quite fitting the mood for an apology.
He’d been off the mas Anger. Water
ing she was still entangled with Crag. Kylie had been steaming, but his apology doused her
she said.
hit the courthouse tomorrow and get the ball rolling on a divorce. ler we part ways, we keep it from Grandma, and I’ll still swing by to se
month’s breather, we
Kylie advised, like she
furrowed. “The second we file in the courthouse, Grandma will catch wind of it. We stick to the plan, keep up. ces for three years, and then cut the cord.”
Kylie’s eyes danced with mischief, a teasing smile tugging at her lips. “Not worried I’ll set my cap for you and the Walters Group? What if you fall hook, line, and sinker for me, and bail on the divorce?”
thinks I’m a pushover? I said it’s cool, but that doesn’t mean I’m a yes–woman. Does he think I’m out to steal his heart, like some common thief?‘ Kylie wondered.
Awkwardness flitted across Trevor’s chiseled features. There’s zero chance I’d fall for you, so you’re in the clear. When our deal is up, you’ll get your 3 million dollars, no ifs or buts.”
Kylie gave a casual shrug. “For Noreen, I’ll let it slide. But if you go off half–cocked again, making accusations without the full picture, we’re through.”
Trevor’s face clouded over as he said. “Deal. With their chat wrapped up, they shared a silent understanding, climbing out of the car and heading back to the villa, one after the other.
Feeling a pang of hunger, Kylie, who’d skipped dinner, made a beeline for the kitchen. Tm about to whip up some dinner. Want me to make enough for two?” she asked Trevor out of courtesy.
Midway on the stairs, Trevor froze. His deep–set eyes locked onto Kylie’s. She was caught off guard, her gaze trapped in his.
Trevor broke the eye contact quickly. “Sure, if you don’t mind. Thanks,”
“Throw a dinner bell in thirty.” Kylie replied, a soft sigh escaping her as she looked away. She felt Trevor was indeed handsome.
“Trevor’s got that classic leading man look, all suave and aloof, the kind that turns heads. His business acumen just adds to the mystique. A real heartthrob, but a bit too self–assured for my taste, Kylie thought to herself.
Despite her inner monologue, Kylie kept rummaging through the fridge, coming up with tomatoes and potatoes to whip up some gnocchi, comfort food that wouldn’t weigh her down.
Amanda, her foster mother, had been her cooking mentor. Kylie used to be more of a kitchen klutz, but she’d picked up enough tricks to hold her own, her skills a reflection of Amandai.
Thirty minutes later, Trevor descended the stairs, drawn by the tantalizing aroma wafting from the kitchen. He peeked into the kitchen to find two plates of what resembled pancake batter. His face scrunched up as he recalled the dish she’d made days ago that looked the part, unlike tonight’s offering.
“More where that came from, if you’re still hungry,” Kylie offered, catching his puzzled stare.
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“Are they overcooked? Trevor questioned, eying the dish.
Kylie let out a light langh. This is gnocchi Just give it a try.”
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It seems that gnocchi, a little on the mushy side, is new to him. Not surprising, really. He is probably used to a steady stream of gourmet meals. Gnocchi, especially the homemade kind, is likely off his radar, Kylie thought.
Trevor carried his plate of gnocchi to the dining table, hesitating to dig in. It was a bit of a lukewarm mess, not his usual fare. Kylie, on the other hand, was savoring each spoonful, proving that simple ingredients could still pack a punch.
Secing Kylie’s gusto, Trevor tentatively took a tiny bite, then another, and another. Before long, he was up for seconds, his plate making a trip back to the kitchen and returning full again
Kylie, not one for overindulging, felt a food coma coming on and decided to call it quits after h up, fetched her bag, and pulled out the jewelry box that held the ring Noreen had given her at the of Trevor. This should be yours.”
was clean. She got spital, setting it in front
The ring was a stunner, the kind that begged to be owned, but it wasn’t hers to keep. It was meant for the woman Trevor would one day truly wed.
Trevor’s eyes were drawn to the jewelry box. In his mind, he could see Kylie’s hand graced with the ring, elegant and perfect, her nails simple yet captivating in their bare beauty. The image was so vivid that it was tough to picture the ring on anyone
“Grandma gave it to you. It’s yours by rights,” Trevor insisted.
It’s too precious. Grandma thinks we’re the real deal. She meant it for her actual granddaughter–in–law, not me,” Kylie protested, her resolve firm, even in the face of a 30–million–dollar diamond.
Trevor met Kylie’s gaze. “Grandma gave it to you, and that’s that keep it”
“Fine. I’ll hang onto it,” Kylie said, tucking the ring away. She thought maybe he would have a change of heart, and she could
return it then.
The next morning. Kylie was off to the hospital. She’d slipped out at the crack of dawn, leaving Trevor to his dreams, and she shot him a quick text.
By seven, she was at the hospital, a place nearly deserted at this hour. Even so, this private facility rarely saw a crowd.
Noreen was tucked into her breakfast, looking a world better than the night prior. After an hour of catching up, Kylie took her leave, with plans to hit the Vintage Market. Trevor’s reply to her message was a simple “Okay, which Kylie didn’t give much thought to.
As she neared the Vintage Market, James got her on the line. “Kylie, have you seen Craig’s Twitter meltdown?” he asked.
“Hands on the wheel. Eyes on the road. What’s the scoop, James
James was fuming. “It’s enough to make a guy see red. Didn’t Ethan say you were history? What’s his purpose? If I weren’t covering for the lead today, I’d be paying him a visit!”
“Save your breath for the worthy, James. I’ll check it out once I’m parked,” Kylie said, guiding her car to the side of the road.
