AUTHORS POV

Tessa was definitely jet lagged from jumping from one business meeting to another but she could not help but enjoy the small joys of watch Dean get so excited about their return.

She stood in front of the airplane window, her hand gently resting on the back of Dean’s neck as the plane began its descent into Monterrey.

The city below looked unchanged from above, yet she knew everything had changed—for her, for Clarissa, and for what was to come.

She honestly did not know what to think about her return. It sounded like a bad idea but she must do it.

Dean leaned closer to the window,...