Sofia Mercer may have been sick as a teen, but she’s no delicate flower. And she’s proven it by making it on her own and starting a new life away from the town that turned against her, away from the boy who broke her already fragile heart. But when her aunt Luz dies unexpectedly, leaving Sofia with a mountain of regrets and the keys to a quirky boutique, Sofia has no choice but to return to Cape Cod. Only, this new life in her old town comes with complications.
Burke Wolf was Sofia’s first love—a relationship that burned bright and went up in flames. Seeing him again, Sofia can’t help but get caught up in that all-too-familiar tornado of passion and pain. He’s battled his own demons—that much is clear. But Sofia can’t afford to be careless with her heart . . . and loving Burke again might just break it completely.
“The scar,” she said, taking control of a situation that had her feeling as though she were disconnected from gravity, “is here.” Taking his hand, she placed it between her breasts. The gnarled and knotted scar tissue tingled at his pressure and heat.
“Sofia…know what you’re doing?”
Glancing up, she found him watching her. Closer than even his touch was his gaze on hers. It might’ve singed her, if she weren’t so cold to begin with. “I’m showing you my scar. You’re going to look with your hands, not your eyes. Okay?”
“Okay,” he said solemnly, taking what she could spare.
“And it goes down, like this,” she continued, guiding his hand along the path of the scar. Heat built, curling the edges of the old hurt they’d caused each other.
He put her arms at her side, said something against her ear.
“Full circle?” she echoed.
“We went from me just wanting to sleep with you, to being friends, to hating each other.”
Burke’s hands skimmed her neck, found her shoulders, traced her scar. One hand, then the other, then—oh, God—his fingers splayed and he cupped her breasts.
Sofia felt her eyes slide shut as he squeezed her flesh, but they opened again when he teased her nipples and drew a moan from her bourbon-flavored lips. She’d never known trouble could touch her like this, make her feel like this. “You’re back to just wanting to sleep with me? Is that all you’re after, Burke? Because if it’s not”—her arms swung out to hook around his neck—“then we haven’t come full circle at all.”
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