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my high heels making messy, muffled thuds against

hing to ease the suffocating pressure in my chest, forci

hotel suite five years ago, the sound of ripping fab

started counting backward in my head to groun

four,

in, followed by heavy leather shoes stepping

daring to look back to see if Vance was c

head as I blindly rounded the cor

med headfirst into a wall of solid muscle

mid-air, wrapped tightly around my w

of mint tobacco and expensive cedarwood c

to my bones since childhood made my whole b

d above my head, followe

g yourse

ooked straight into a pai

NHL, and the childhood sweetheart who had once promised

oose, his dark hair slightly messy, projecting th

, but his fingers around my wrist felt like an

rning hot, and that heat traveled straig

ost brushed my hair, his warm breath hitting my

way of saying hello

s out of control, so I clenched

I have no interest in gettin

of letting go, he took a step forward, trapping me comp

's apple roll slowly up and down, and the air

m away, several blinding white camera

e quiet corridor where three tabloid paparazzi had

ashed in my mind calling the disgraced socialit

wildly again

me! It's th

of pushing me away, he shifted his tall fra

n the photographers at the end of the hall like a

e off, the paparazzi lowered their cameras a

negan dropped my wrist like he had been burned an

jacket where I had wrinkled it, his eyes ret

te handkerchief and wiped each of the fingers that

sed the handkerchief int

w on, and don't splash you