Dammit. Why did Sky have to look so freakin’ amazing? Why couldn’t she have come back to find him balding or with a giant beer belly and a bunch of missing teeth? Even the tiny lines at the corners of his eyes when he smiled turned her on. And when she’d caught him looking at her with that same sexual sparkle, Kaitlin had practically melted into a sticky puddle of goo. But there had been something else…something that lay just beneath his surface. A dark and almost haunted feeling she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Maybe it was anger and the grudge he held against her. After all, she wasn’t stupid enough to think he’d simply forgive her. Still, her body throbbed, primed and ready. Her sore nipples were as hard as cherry pits and aching incessantly. Warm honey seeped between her swollen folds. Her body’s reaction served as startling evidence that Kaitlin had never erased Sky from her soul. A melancholy sadness settled deep. Everything had changed between them. Sky had a wife and family, and Kaitlin was a mess. But even that reality didn’t keep her from zeroing in on the way his faded jeans hugged his tapered waist, or the way those tempting muscles flexed as he tossed the little girl into the air. Her high-pitched squeals and infectious giggle floated on the wind, and a pang of resentment burned low in Kaitlin’s belly. She’d always wanted children, but Doug had balked at the idea, delivering promises that after the company grew more profitable, they’d talk about starting a family. She was thankful now that had never come to pass. Starting life over was challenge enough for her without tossing a child into the tempest. More laughter carried on the wind, only this time the sound of Sky’s deep, silky baritone slid over her flesh like thick, hot wax. With a scowl, Kaitlin turned away. She didn’t want to be reminded of what she’d foolishly thrown away…didn’t need the validation that his life was perfect while hers was nothing but a clustered mess. But most of all, she didn’t want to think about Sky using his capable hands or his spine-melting sexual skills on another woman. “You had your chance and blew it,” she reminded herself bitterly. “You knew he wasn’t going to curl up and stop living without you, and he didn’t.”