Not by Coincidence

♤ Adrian ♤ Her lips were soft and warm—just as I remembered. The moment they met mine, a flood of old memories crashed through me, ones I hadn’t dared revisit in years.  I brushed my thumb over her cheek, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my touch.  She parted her lips slightly, just enough to make my heart do a ridiculous, foolish skip. My heart did a silly skip, and I pulled away, stopping the kiss before it went… well, over the top.  My eyes met hers just as my father stopped at our table. There was lingering heat and confusion swirling in her blue irises. There was something unreadable in her gaze—something that made me wonder if she felt the same pull I did. I ignored the man glaring down at me. How the fuck was he here? And no, this wasn’t a coincidence.  Nothing ever happened by chance where Gary Voss was involved. I leaned back in my seat as she glanced at the towering figure beside us, her face flushing a slight shade of red. She was blushing. I sighed and checked my wris