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she was the picture of propriety, her blonde hair still tucked in a graceful chignon at the nape of her neck, and the clasp of her necklace resting below it in perfect symmetry. Everything about Annabelle was polished—from her three-inch heels to the three carat diamond sparkling on her left hand.
I didn’t like attention. It wasn’t good for me. It wasn’t…healthy.
“Then I’ll take what you give me.” Something dark flashed across his light eyes and he sucked in a breath that hissed past his perfect lips. The sound sent a shiver racing down my spine. The air between us sparked with the intensity of his gaze until he finally turned away and strode toward the bar.
It was as if every nerve in my body was firing at the same time, warning me I was in danger, like feeling the caress of heat before accidentally touching a flame, except every piece of me wanted to embrace the fire.
commanding—he was unlike any man I’d ever met and I didn’t want him to see how much that scared—and excited—me.
Jonathan Thompson?”
and I’m not interested in sex, Clara. I want to explore you.
Instead of eating them herself, she held them up to me. “Eat.” I knew better than to argue with her over this.
“If you don’t shag that, I will never forgive you.”
“No, no, no,” Belle ordered. “I know that voice. You aren’t going to talk yourself out of this. For once, you need to let go.”
When I looked back on my life, every moment up to this one would be before Alexander. How long would it be until every future moment became after Alexander?
“Do you check in under a false identity and leave under the cover of night?” I asked. He laughed at this. “It’s not quite so clandestine as that. Although most of the staff only knows me as Mr. X.”
“Does that make me Mrs. X for the day?” I asked, then realized what I had said. I covered my mouth in horror. “I rather like the sound of that,” he purred. His head cocked, drinking me in. “Mrs. X. She sounds rather wicked.”
“Your body was made to fuck, Clara.
the one thing I ached to know: what had broken him?