One wrong step derailed my entire professional tennis career. Fleeing the spotlight, I head to Arbor Cove—the perfect place to focus solely on my recovery.
Helping the woman who threatened me with pepper spray is the last thing I should be doing. I can’t afford to be distracted by thoughts and fantasies that have nothing to do with returning to tennis and everything to do with making Tristan mine.
Especially after learning what being together could cost us both.
One word shattered my world. Because of my parents’ crimes, I’m now the sole guardian of my three siblings.
Desperate for a fresh start away from the public eye, we trade NYC for the quiet town of Arbor Cove. My only priority is putting our lives back together—falling for a world famous athlete is not part of the plan.
Especially knowing Dominic Moreau can’t be mine to keep.
“Do you have any plans for the Fourth of July? There’s a bonfire and barbecue on Brighton Beach with fireworks. Gen and Liam have been begging me to take them. You should meet us there if you’re free,” I say without giving myself a chance to change my mind. A week ago I practically balked at the idea of dinner together in public, now I’m asking him to meet us at an event most of the town probably attends.
“July fourth? Seems random. What’s the occasion?” he asks, looking perfectly confused with a brow arched.
My mouth gapes on a gasp. “Um, America’s Independence Day? And you say you have dual citizenship!”
A slow smile spreads from one corner of his mouth to the other before he breaks into full-on laughter.
“You jerk!” I groan and roll my eyes before reaching over and punching him in the bicep. “I can’t believe I fell for that.”
He rubs his arm, feigning actual injury, but it’s only a second before we’re both smiling and I realize the mood has dramatically lightened. But then, I’m starting to feel that way every time I’m around him. Whether it’s been a stressful day at the gallery or I’m ready to tear my hair out because of one of my siblings, five minutes around Dominic seems to melt away the day’s stress. And I’m not sure that’s a good thing considering he’s only here temporarily, and once he’s gone our lives will certainly never have a reason to overlap.
“I don’t have plans, and I’m probably overdue for a proper American celebration.”
“Well then let’s hope Ellen and Kai invite you to celebrate because my invitation just got revoked,” I counter, proud of myself for keeping a straight face.
“That so? What if I just so happen to show up at the same time and continuously bump into you guys?”
“I’d say you might be turning into a little bit of a stalker so I’m gonna have to cut you loose.”
“Just like that, huh? Ouch.”
I shrug casually. “Somebody’s gotta keep France’s most eligible athlete humble.”
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