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Three Days in the Snow

A Second-Chance Possessive-Hero Romance Novelette

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She circled the invitation for three weeks, then booked the flight at two in the morning. Three days in a Swiss chateau with the man she walked out on, and one rule neither of them says out loud: this is real, and it ends when the car comes back.

Jennifer built a life she could survive, a London flat with no view of anything that reminds her of him, a job loud enough to drown out the quiet. Two years of telling herself every morning that she made the right call. He's waiting in the courtyard when the car rounds the last bend, and he hasn't moved since the headlights came into view.

The rule holds through the first glass by the hearth. It stops holding on the second night, when Stephen finally tells her what he did at twenty-three, why he's kept himself on a leash in every room he's walked into since, and what he's capable of wanting from her if she takes it off.

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The car comes at nine. Somebody has to be in it.