His tone is cashmere-clad but I catch the irritated undercurrent. “Such a coincidence.” “Indeed. Anyway, I couldn’t help but notice all the female products. So…who’s the lucky lady?” My brain doesn’t have time to slow my impulse; I yank open the restroom door and stomp down the hall. Rafe’s at the end of it, and Anna with her back to me. His gaze slides to mine over her head, amused and all mine. Deep down, I know why I didn’t wait for his response: if he told a lie, something in me would shatter a little. My shoulder connects with Anna’s more aggressively than necessary as I slide in beside
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