Audrey nodded. “I love him.”

“I don’t care,” Lucas said with no sympathy at all. “You don’t deserve this abuse.”

“Neither do you, but am I telling you to leave Fallon? No. You and I both know she has not handled your situation right since the beginning. So before you go telling me that I deserve better, look at your situation.”

Lucas was taken aback by her anger. He knew she was lashing out because in a way, Lucas was attacking her about the situation, so Lucas swallowed his own anger and said, “Wow, Audrey. So you are saying that Fallon isn’t good enough for me? Or that Fallon abuses me? Because last time I checked, she didn’t hurt me during sex.”

Audrey’s cheeks warmed as she looked away. “She is mean and hateful.”

“Because she is scared. I hurt her. For the past seven years we both thought I cheated on her, so yeah, she has every right not to be very nice to me, but that is beside the point. We are working it out, and you need to get your head out of your ass before you turn into one of those women who starts making excuses for his abuse. Get it together, Audrey.”

Audrey glared as her chest rose and fell with every passing second. “Stay out of it.”

“No,” he said simply.

“You’re an ass.”

Lucas shrugged his shoulders. “I’ve been called worse.”

“Why do you care?!” she screamed, throwing her hands in the air.

“Because I love you, Audrey and I refuse to let you worry your sister and me.”

Audrey eyes filled with tears as she looked down at the ground. “Just let it be.”

“No way.”

Audrey shook her head before turning and running up the stairs. When he heard the door slam shut, he shrugged his shoulders. Audrey could lash out at him all she wanted, he didn’t care. He would find out who was hurting her and when he did, Lucas hoped the guy was ready to meet his maker.

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Fallon was on a roll.

After her shopping day with Lucas, she had gone back to the office and her creative juices were flowing. Ever since the day on the beach with Lucas when he told her about his alcoholism, Fallon hadn’t felt right about the whole campaign. Something had to change; she couldn’t have him drinking wine in thousands of picture when he was a recovering alcoholic. It just didn’t seem right. Not many people knew of Lucas’ condition, but Fallon knew and she didn’t like the thought of him being pictured with an alcoholic beverage in his hand. She was proud of what Lucas had overcome, and she wasn’t about to portray him as some playboy partier when he wasn’t. Before she had no problem because she thought he was all those things, but not anymore. He was a good, one-woman man and it still blew her mind how everything had changed so quickly, but she was thankful it had. She didn’t know what she would have done if she would have continued to think Lucas was a piece of shit.

She probably would have never fallen in love with him again.

Fallon had been working on the new campaign all week but nothing was clicking. That was until Lucas kissed her goodbye when he dropped her off at the office. His teeth grazed her bottom lip before he softly bit down. It was the most erotic thing in the world, and Fallon couldn’t get enough, but then he said, “Mmm…cherry slushy. It tastes better from your lips.”

It tastes better from your lips.

Rocky Top Wine tastes sensational, but it’s better from her lips.

Fallon couldn’t believe how perfect it was! It not only pulled in the male audience but it was going to pull in the female one, too! It was also better than their first slogan, and this one was going to work out way better with keeping the alcohol away from Lucas. Fallon had done all the prep work. Called up the artist to draw the sketches, and even called to fire most of the models for the campaign, since it would center on Lucas and one girl. Fallon felt on top of the world. Her only worry was her father, but since he was gone on a business trip until the day of the shoot, she felt confident that she was able to do this — no one to hold her back.

Fallon had a full smile on her face when Rob opened the door. When she glanced up, she smiled at his slick black business suit and newly cut hair. He apparently had a date with a lawyer and for once he wanted to look like a man. Man, did he succeed. When he wasn’t all glammed up, Rob was an exceptional looking man. His eyes were bright without the makeup and his body looked toned and sexy under the suit. He was a dreamboat!

“Lookin’ good, Mr. Slater,” she gushed.

Rob blushed as he grinned at her. “Aw, shucks, thanks!” Fallon giggled before he shook his head. “Crap, sorry, I got distracted, Mrs. Justice is on line two.”

“Oh!” Fallon yelled before picking up her phone, “Hello, Fallon Parker speaking?”

“Hey Fallon, its Grace Justice.”

“Grace! So nice to hear from you, how is everything?”

Fallon loved Grace. She was the most amazing party planner in Nashville and also Shea Adler’s twin sister. Since signing a contract with the Assassins to plan all their parties, Planning Your Moment went from great to awesome overnight. Grace promised perfection, and man did she deliver. Fallon was also very excited to work with Grace from the other end. She was always the supplier but now she was the host and she loved playing host. Fallon wanted to present the entire campaign in picture form to the board and the Assassins together. Fallon thought that there was no better way to do that than to have a huge party. It was not only going to celebrate the campaign but also the Assassins making the playoffs.