Reece said nothing. He only folded his arms and glared at Aimee.

Aimee glared back. “I am tired of letting you dictate the terms of our relationship, Reece Hamilton.”

Reece could listen to no more. “We don’t have a relationship, damn it! I am simply a childhood fantasy of yours! It’s time you got over me, grew up, and sought a man who wants you in return.”

“You were a childhood fantasy; and last Christmas, I did grow up. I was no longer dreaming of love—I was in love with you, and after the kiss we just shared, don’t bother denying that you love me. I won’t believe you . . .”