Page 55 of Off-Limits Silver Fox Billionaire

It was my second article this week. I hadn’t edited the first yet, but I was making progress and that excited me.

A name for the blog was the next thing I wanted to think about. I needed something original—A name that was solely my idea, and one that would portray what I really wanted my blog to be about.

The first idea that came to me was to blog about recipes, but that didn’t seem fun enough, so I decide to do a review blog. I didn’t just want to write recipes and help people around the world cook like me…I wanted to give them an insight into how I made my recipes and why I enjoyed the foods I liked.

This blog was personal, and it had to stay that way.

I spent hours sitting in my kitchen, and by the time I looked up from my laptop’s screen again, I had written nearly a thousand words on the article.

I flexed my knuckles and smiled at myself. the blog would come life soon, and I wanted to have a series of articles ready for posting so I didn’t fall behind.

This was the perfect chance for me to get my life on track, and Josh breaking up with me was probably a good thing. I used that to console myself each time I thought about him.

He did me a favor.

That night, I went to bed early and woke up when I saw him in my dreams. The man was ingrained in my heart, and it was difficult to let him go. I spent my afternoons at Rue’s bakery and at night I had dinner with my family before walking home.

That Saturday, Allison and Samuel had come shopping with me at the local market, and we were heading to our car parked a distance away when I spotted Josh and Iris.

There was another woman with them, and as I slowly approached, Josh stopped in his tracks and Iris raised her gaze from her phone. She smiled once she saw me, and relief flooded me because it was the first time she was smiling at me in weeks.

Everything was different now. Since she found out about me, the baby and my affair with Josh, she had been distant. I didn’t blame Iris. I had betrayed her trust first by sleeping with her father.

“Hey Bree,” she greeted me when she got to me. I noticed Josh was holding hands with the woman by his side, and he was looking at me. The second I met his gaze, he looked away and released the woman’s hand.

“Bree,” Iris said again. but she was interrupted when the woman with Josh stepped forward and extended a hand to me.

“Hi, I’m Jenny,” she said as she shoved her hand in front of Iris. “I’m Iris’s mom, and I’ve heard so much about you.”

It was my first time seeing Iris’s mom in person. When Iris and I met five years ago, her father was already divorced, and her mother no longer lived on the island.

“Nice to meet you, Jenny,” I said immediately I found my voice again, and I shook her hand before returning her smile.

“Josh honey,” she called, then looked over her shoulder at Josh who remained in the same spot. “Come say hi to Iris’s friend.” Jenny turned to me again and her eyes softened as she said. “He’s a shy one. He never likes to meet new people.”

She motioned for Josh to come again, and once Josh got to us, she took his hand and made him shake mine. “Say hi to the young lady. She’s so beautiful, isn’t she?”

Josh's gaze met mine and we stared at each other for a long time, and Josh's gaze seemed apologetic as they clung to mine. He had said it was complicated, but I didn’t think it was this complicated

Oh God.I felt bile rise in my throat, and I quickly withdrew my hand, then forced on a smile. “It’s nice meeting you, Jenny,” I said to her. “But I have to go meet my family now.”

Allison and Samuel were waiting near the car, and my nerves were shooting all over the place, so I knew I had to get away from Josh and Iris before the tears forming swallowed me up.

“See you around, Iris,” I said to her, then managed another smile before spinning around and hurrying towards my car.

When I got there, Allison looked like she had a million questions for me, but I couldn’t answer any of them with the tumbling emotions coursing through me, so I silenced her before she said anything. “Don’t ask.”

I keyed my engine alive once I got in and fought off the tears blinding my vision as I drove home.

Did Josh get back with his ex-wife? Is that what he meant by complicated? Was that why loving me had been impossible for him?

My heart was breaking into a million pieces, and I could already tell that nothing could heal this broken part of me.

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I wasat the bakery the next day when Iris showed up. She wore a light-blue sweater beneath a corset and her black leather skirt matched the high-knee boot she paired with her outfit.

When she got to the counter, she grinned. “Hi,” she said in a cheery tone. “Mind if we talk?”

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