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lt like it was
dn't smell like the damp mildew of her Brooklyn apart
ngover. A massive, world-ending hangover. She rubbed her thumb hard over
. It wasn't her scratchy polyester blend. This was
s snapp
her shoulders. Cora looked down. She was wearing a crisp, oversized whi
way. She scanned the room. Floor-to-ceiling windows showcased the sprawli
running water
oom. Cora grabbed the edge of the duvet, pulling it
a heap on the thick rug. The delicate strap on her shoulder was torn,
ter st
door handle sounded like a
esperate to find a single memory from the bar
eam billowed out into the cold ai
wore nothing but a white towel slung low on his hips. Water drippe
over his left pectoral muscle, there we
e lowered it, and piercing blue eyes locked ont
isper. She cleared her throat, her heart hammerin
ssed the towel onto a chair and walked toward the fo
quiet room. He stopped at the edge of the mattress, looking down at her. "Tell m
? No. No, I don't do things like th
tilted his head slightly, his eyes doing a slow, calculated blink. He pointed a long
his voice dropping an octave. "You kissed me until I could
t. She wanted to claw a hole in the floor and disappear. Twelve years of careful, in
tched the collar of his shirt. "It was a mistake. A horrible mista
rmchair and sat down, crossing his long legs. The amusement
you hanging off my neck in the lo
"How much?" she asked, her voice muffled. She forced herself to drop her hands and look at him. She cha
uine anger crossed his eyes, but he ma
picked up his phone. He tossed it onto
usician," Callum said
Several blurry photos showed her in her torn black dress, aggre
ning deadly serious. "I have my debut album dropping next week. My investors ha
Her stomach hollowed out. "
ent this from destroying my life, there is only one option." He

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