Best Man Under The Mistletoe. Jules Bennett

      She swallowed. Was she really going to get into this with him?

      “I might have hacked into one bank account to add some funds.”

      “You think hacking into a bank isn’t illegal or bad?” he asked, obviously shocked at her admission.

      “I admit it was wrong, but hindsight won’t change the past.”

      Silence settled between them and Chelsea figured she shouldn’t have told him. It was years ago and nobody had ever figured out what she had done. It had been her first real victory and, illegal or not, she wasn’t sorry she’d done it. In fact, she was rather proud of herself.

      “Are you going to finish the story or leave me hanging?”

      Chelsea came to a stop and glanced toward a nearby cypress grove. Restless energy had her dismounting and tying the reins around a sturdy tree trunk. Gabe did the same and when he propped his hands on his hips and continued to stare at her, she figured she may as well tell him everything.