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If I ruined my brand-new Stella Alonso dress over this, I’d kill him, bring him back to clean up the mess, then kill him again.
“Just shut up and follow me,” I snapped, wishing I had a wittier reply. “Yes, ma’am.” His cheeks dimpled. “I love a woman in charge.”
“You don’t know how I taste.” His smile took on a decidedly more wicked slant. “Not yet.”
And I no longer suspected but knew, especially after that kiss, that Sloane Kensington was it. Just like that.
“You just told Mark to know when to take a hint. Why are you being so insistent about this?” “Because I want you.” Simple. Matter-of-fact. And a fierce, unexpected blow to my chest.
“I don’t want a kiss or a one-night stand,” he said. “I want you. I want to know you outside work. I want to take you on real dates. And I don’t know if it’ll work out in the end, but I want us to at least try.”
He just really fucking hated talking.
Cant relate but i love when men shut up. Not vuk tho
“Take your hair down, Sloane,” I said quietly.
This was my greatest high. Her, sated and happy, in my arms. Nothing in the world could ever beat this moment.
Icy green eyes regarded me with impersonal scrutiny. “Xavier Castillo.” Alex Volkov’s voice matched the man: cool, distanced, pitiless. “You’re the last person I expected to ask for a meeting.” Name number two on Kai’s list.
Wasnt alex eyes blue???
I was in the process of securing financing from Davenport Capital, Dominic Davenport’s company. Name number three.
“Permits and licenses?” “Silver & Klein is handling it. They don’t foresee any issues.” The prestigious law firm was based in DC, but it represented corporate clients across the country. Jules Ambrose, Silver & Klein. Name number four.
Once I made it downstairs, I instructed the driver I’d hired for the day to take me to Harper Security headquarters. Every nightclub needed security, and Christian Harper provided the best. Name number five.
Theyre just getting the twisted gang back together
“Sebastian Laurent. He’s like a walking food guide.” He was name number six on Kai’s list, but I already knew him, so it’d been an easy ask to have his team design and execute the Vault’s menu.
“But before I say what I’m about to say, I want you to know two things. One, I’m terrible at comforting people. I have no talent or desire to do so, and tears make me uncomfortable. Two, I hate platitudes. They’re fake and stupid. So I want you to listen carefully when I say this: It wasn’t your fault. You were a kid, and it was an accident.” I squeezed his hand, wishing I could imprint my sincerity into his skin because I meant every word. “It wasn’t your fault.”
“But there’s an old saying, Georgie: if he cheats with you, he can cheat on you.”
No literally
So stop using your martyr act as an excuse and figure out how to finish what you started.”
Kai to the rescue
“I love you, Sloane. Every fucking inch of you, and I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel the same. Tell me you aren’t running because you’re scared of getting hurt again. Tell me you truly believe we can’t work when the past two months have been the best of my life. Even with my father’s death, and Perry, and a dozen things that went wrong, they were still perfect because you were there.”
“Más que cualquier otra cosa en el mundo.”
