“Because I wanted to find you, Taylor. After you left me four months ago at the Five-Star hotel, I wanted to find you and apologise. You made an impression I couldn’t erase.”

His confession makes my heart leap for joy and smile, but a million questions race through my mind at the same time so I narrow my brows at him. “What impression?”

“Love. All my life, I’ve never met a woman who had thrown my words back at my face or even dare to call me a brat the way you did. You were ready to throw words and insults at me without looking back, if possible. I’ve never...