Priceless: A love Money Couldn't Own

d that held you steady when the world shifted beneath your feet. Tonight, wrapped in Ian Morris's arms, she felt that kind of love anchored, certain, unshaken. The moonlight spilled softl

s hand rested at the small of her back, warm and familiar. His thumb traced absent circles, the same way it had since the

ed, his voice low, carefu

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t his chest. His heartbeat was ste

vibrating through her. "Pe

se same eyes that had seen her at seventeen, crying on a

cares you?"

aid. "Everything is

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want m

d, intertwining their fingers

eaned back into him. For a h

truth

to something dangerous. To Evelyn, love was unreliable. Money was not. Earlier that day,

hing," Evelyn had said. "Security. Status.

for it," Col

her countered. "And men like him

or H

itself

one signature, one opportunity had stood between her and r

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that gratitude c

f this gets too heavy," he sai

ly toward him then,

nk our lives because someone e

the resolve, the q

weeping across the lakehouse. For a fleeting second, Coll

city, Victor Hale

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Collette rested her head against Ian's shoulder and closed her eyes. She did not know what tomorrow would br