A Heart Grows Cold

Synopsis

I saw the photo just as Lucas Grant was holding me from behind, his chest bare. Sabrina Reed was wearing my custom engagement ring—the one he'd designed for me. His voice was drowsy against my neck. "What's so interesting?" I locked my phone and met his gaze. My smile felt tight. "Did you ever pick up that diamond ring you ordered for me six months ago?" He nuzzled my neck and replied lazily, "Oh, that. Sabrina's wearing it. She needed something for last night's event. You'll get it when she's done." My smile vanished. I pushed his hands away. His face immediately darkened with irritation. He said, "Bridget, if you want our wedding to happen, don't be difficult. "It's just a ring. You'll have it back. "Don't you realize the real priority here?"