Vincent's POV
I didn't trust it.
Sitting across from Rachel while she said she'd forgiven me, watching her eat her food with the same calm she'd walked into my office with and the same calm she'd used in every difficult conversation since she'd come back, I didn't trust a single moment of it. Rachel Horton did not let things go. Rachel Horton had come back to this city after two years away and built an empire specifically designed to prove she didn't need anyone who'd ever underestimated her. She did not sit across from her ex-husband at a construction site restaurant and tell him resentment only hurts the bearer without a reason.
But if this was what she was offering, I was going to take it.
"So what does this mean?" I asked.
She looked up from her plate. "What does what mean?"
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