QUOTE : Who’s Veronica then?”<br />Jason paused his movements and inhaled a deep breath. “The girl from the photo?”<br />“Uh-huh.”<br />“Don’t trust everything you read.”<br />“There must be some truth in here.”<br />“Sure. Some. Most of it is crap. It’s publicity.”<br />“She’s pretty.”<br />“She was a mistake. That’s all.”<br />She didn’t look like a mistake to Rhea. Her moist lips pressed against Jason’s cheek, somewhere in the French Riviera, overlooking the endless azure. Ah, no. Definitely not a mistake.<br />Rhea swallowed hard, waiting for a believable explanation. <br />Jason’s gaze shifted to her, and he dropped the knife, reaching for a dishcloth. Wiping his hands, he stepped closer and ran his fingers along her cheek. A strand of hair got caught in her lip balm and he brushed it off her face and tucked it behind her ear. “You have nothing to worry about, Rhea. There are things from my past I’m not proud of. But if it’ll make you feel better, you can ask me anything you want to know.