with Edward on the floor. I can't tear my eyes away as I watch him lift our
t mess with my mind and mak
m is the man I fell in love with,
ftness in his blue eyes, he gives me a
a flicker of hope, a glimps
," he says, his voice
with me to th
completel
s out sharper than I inten
t this. I do
ing his head like
to work. Get your old job back. Yo
m, trying to
ice, since he convinced me that bein
er, he asked me to s
urn to the company? He's never wante
at, Christopher?" I
d, Lizzy. We'll
rt, deciding not t
d head to t
feel a strange exciteme
thing outside these walls, anythi
o what I'm good at, maybe I'll find a way
nd pencil skirt, brush
with a mixture of n
prison, even if I know Christop
e. But for now, I'll play alo
s waiting by the door, his eye
ul," he says, hol
affectionate. I try not
ances at him, trying to figure
ually cal
nt, replaced with... what? I can't put my finger
finally ask, unable to hold
ht smile. "Consider it the start
s to get back
en trying to hi
dding me, C
s, as if he's th
. I've got a new partner investing in the company, and I fe
too well to
the empty promises. But if he thinks he can win me
ng in my mind. I'll bide my time, keep Edward clo
ver to my thigh, a touch that used to fe
to suppress the disgus
this in months, and I ha
forcing a smile
his face twisting into a smirk,
but I force myself to laugh sof
ice, I feel a strange mix
s if I'm stepping back into a
s glancing our way, clearly intrigued. Christopher walks beside me, his han
ig smile on my face, play
room, and I pause as he opens the door
with an air of pride. Everyone's already
ristopher asks, his vo
gathering around the tabl
looking around for the
at the far end, is a ma
s a beat as I
ast
ylight, with his dark eyes, sharp
him exuding po
s me the most-steady, intense,
ok away, my
ell is he
hroat; Sebastian's prese
all remember my wife, Elizabeth. She'll be ta
an anxious smile across the
who's watching me with a c
ght, about the situation Christopher pu
ng a touch of pride, "I'd like to introduce our n
hit me l
can barely hide my shoc
rd the room, his gaze landing on me just brie
rking with all of you," he
accomplish great
sional, but there's an underl
consumed by questions and doubts. Christopher's voice fade
irs a strange and confli
t and the way he treated me with
thering their papers, chatting among themselves. I feel Chris
one barely friendly. "You r
s on me, dark and pierc
ing else-something that sends a shiver down my spine. He reaches out, sha
. I don't understand what is happe
small nod, his eyes
notice the tension between u
l going to make a
the briefest moment, I see somethi