u

e office where I'd been lying down for that hour. I've never thrown up so much in my life,

k, but all I've had since this morning was a sandwich and then a

assing I'd better get back to work. Rosette had argued with me for ten minutes that I should go

ner to take over from Brittany

he still

d up as I was putting my apron on and his eyes lowered into slits. My h

name did I d

looking at me as if I'm a plague beast? Did Natalie tell him what I had said, that I wasn't interested in him, and he's somehow ups

something? Why do you

nostrils flaring. I backed up, my eyes widening as his narrowed even further. My head was tilted ba

in pain, and he

this guy? But God, was he even more perfect up close. I still didn't like him. W

f the diner, everyone havin

ow Xavier

h. Throwing up even once more would surely ki

understood, Xavier's father was Mathieu Blackwood, the business mogul and millionaire. They were

ed on a few cookies throughout the night, but what I needed was rest. With tomorrow b

r music, no doubt from a bar or club or frat house nearby. Since my apartment was close by, many nights I wa

ng with that guy, and you could bet on Monday I'd confront him for it. His father c

ed himself off a wall and turned in my direction. He just stood there stari

h

ll ran down my spine when

Je

rough my handbag. I closed my eyes and cursed inwardly, my heart p

this was not happening right now. This wasn't happening! Two weeks, I've

o run, but my way out of the alleyway was blocked by the first two m

ice low and gravelly. My skin started to crawl as he reached a finger o

At the same time, I yanked on my arms, but only one came free. Before I knew it, the

down the side of his face. His skin was pale and his breath reeked of alcohol. I want

e 'em

dy until I felt them, like ice cubes, dip into my top and grab my breast. I screamed. I scr

but it proved unnecessary. They had already forgotten about

n the darkness around us. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. W

side, and I got my answer