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intertwined lust was like rotting flowers and sour musk, a heavy, sickening cloud that completely overpowered the faint, natural smell of wild

w himself backward, frantically grabbing at the tangled bedsheets to cover

r her chest. As she looked at me, the panic in her eyes melted away for a fraction of a

hardwood floor, staring at them with a cold, analytical detachment. My finge

ct that the sheet had slipped, leaving him exposed. "Fallon, baby, wait. It's not

a nervous tic he had whenever he lied-a quirk I used to find endearing

inting the metal tip directly at him. The sheer prox

voice eerily steady, devoid o

s usual charm wasn't going to work sparked a desperate, ugly panic in him.

ing finger at her. "It was her! She threw herself a

d instantly. Laura's face twisted in outrage. She

ears. "You spineless coward! You've been crawling into my be

roared, his face flush

I stepped forward and pressed the cold, hard end of the baseball bat firmly against

my voice dropping to a deadly whisper. "But you were the one who put a ring on

ettled over me like a shroud of ice, freezing whatever love I had left for him. I l

ll overnight suitcase I kept packed for last-minute business trips and the heavy leather briefcase contain

e brass knob of the front door, t

hoing down the stairwell. "Did you know she was com

bbed, though the memory of her w

hoed in my head. *D

ire agonizing discovery made the betrayal infinitely darker. It

ob, pushed the door open, and stepped out into the co