entrance, killing the engine. The silence

hin soles of her shoes. The night air was cri

tudy had floor-to-ceiling windows.

A glass of amber liquid sat on the table beside him. His jacket wa

ehind, the slump of his shoulder

side door. She trie

the window facing the river; he liked the sound of the water. It was a sm

and pulled. It resisted for a momen

epped

and expensive scotch. It was a masculine s

sound on the Persian

irled the liquid in his g

mself. His voice was low, rough like gravel. "Let t

t giving up his leverage, giving up the only thing that kept

e choked it back, but the soun

e cat-like. In a split second, he was on his feet

didn't leave his face. It morphe

yce

e it was a question

lightly in her black dress,

she wh

ed the room behind her, looking

ice. "Did you bribe the security com

he code,"

twitch of his eye, but sh

ing a barrier. "If you're here to tell me what a disappointme

xt," Kaycee said, t

aining the distance. "I saw it. 'Don't bo

ds Corrine. "That wasn't me. Corri

Because Corrine is the villain and you're just

er, p

enough now to see the dark circles un

need money? Did Aldo max out the credit cards again? Jus

er. He expected her to be a leech. B

her purse

your money," s

e could retreat further, she threw her arms ar

ir, unsure, afraid to touch her. He stood li

shirt. The cotton was warm and smelled of

red. "Stop. Is this a game

s chest, tightening her grip.

g against her cheek. It w

the word stripped

truth slipping out before she could stop it. "Be

er shoulders. He didn't push her away. But he didn't hug