The cheating louse didn’t even have the balls to tell her in person. What was worse, she knew the end was coming and couldn’t do anything about it. Hell, by that point she didn’t even know if she wanted to. Sarah might have spent two years with Lance, but in the past six months, the flame had all but petered out. Of course, it didn’t help getting a photo of the bastard with his face sandwiched between some girl’s tits prior to the lame text breakup.She slammed the face of the phone down on the counter in front of her and blinked the tears away. The text didn’t matter. Sarah had real things to deal with. “Whoa, look at that phone any harder and it just might burst into flames,” a deep male voice rumbled from behind her.Sarah had been so lost in her own thoughts she hadn’t noticed Jake had come from his office in the back of the building. Her heart picked up the pace. She knew she shouldn’t let him affect her, but everything about him just seemed so…dangerous.Of course, that was the look he sought.
