was the first to recover. Tears welled in

eaking. "What is she talking about?

her. Her eyes were fix

hen, with a sudden, violent motion, he snatched a pen and scrawled h

he document

"You got what you wanted. Now y

ound the table shifted from shock to contemp

had the signature. She took

r voice rising. "Gwen! How could you? You

ned back slowly, a co

coming from you, Ms. Goodwin. A woman who torments dy

sp went through

face we

ndercloud. "Gwen Taylor

t the emotional upheaval of the last week suddenly hit her. The room

going

She looked up into a pair of amused, intelligent eyes.

his voice a low drawl. "Need a hand, Mrs. St

but his voice carried.

to gasoline. Damien crossed the space in three long stri

ien snarled at Tristan. "This

on his face. "Really? Because it looked to me like the lady needed some h

men fa

o de-escalate. "Dami, please, le

ed her arm free from Damien's g

you," s

ook at any of them, she

, a subtle tilt of her head, that was painfully familiar. It was the same gesture his

a storm of anger and an emotion he

rty wa

before sauntering out. He had to make a call.

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