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THE COLOR OF LOVE

Chapter 5 THE CURVES FALL IN PLACE

Word Count: 1383    |    Released on: 24/11/2022

g, Sir" Rebe

d on Brown. Brown didn't lose his smile. His beautiful blue eyes danced from

answer, young man,"

her face and offe

loyed technical secretary to Mr. Jean Pierre

retary! What

shirt fired the next question at Rebekah,

here for a year now, Sir". She peered do

look so less tardy than usual,

Rebeka

is hand. "Do well to keep your boyfriend on a leash.

s S

hut before she muttered a quiet curse and walked

left his sentence open-e

biggest douchebag

like a

lion-dollar company to hi

ou say, Pal

crept up her li

ou don't

oth la

this more. She pictured herself strolling down a beach with him, lau

ny showing around at all" he b

't plan

sion for your job description, so

s always

h me and Jean Pierre. You can't assist h

ne had been on that same floor, her brain remind

of a door with a sign

are my

n my office. I think there is

are we d

?" She chuckled. "JJ is the guy you go to

tretched his han

h thing? He took his hand in hers and immediatel

ea

ly," h

was referring to the handshake. He didn't reply, mer

t's with you a

ibels, losing every ounce o

hugging you know. Like fi

lready spinning crazy theories again? She ordered her eyes to

s. Her breath caught. Was he going to kiss

med at herself in her head, but s

red his thro

, love

h

, two chairs, and several empty bottles lying about. The cabin wasn't his

d him faster than the whiskey could drown them. It was past midnight yet he felt nei

le for the temporary relief the whiskey offered. The burning could make him feel almost human, tipsy, so to speak, but only for

as a thumping in his chest as his head clogged with images of his step-brother. Once again,

heard of Jon, he had been somewhere in New York, being a complete dickhead as usual. That's the rea

ar – Jon and his father. Loose, impulsive, wild, and angry. So many adjec

o a tree and flog him mercilessly. Jon would heal eventually, but the worst kind of pain is the one th

ma

g of the whiskey, down

e wild animal he had become. He stepped over the broken pieces of the bottle to the cane chair close to it, ignorin

That was strange. Nobody visite

ert. Whoever it was that knocked was no longer there. Whoever it was had

here," he said witho

you strayed into my town." Jon's an

is my

since we share a mother, I

pace behind him, moving deci

"What brings you to m

not my

here, Brownie. Real

r end of the cabin. He was still dressed as he was at the BB

I never knew you had

e of scotch at Brown, igno

Don't t

a quick s

se, shall we? What ex

you, Burton. What br

id as he sank int

ng a

you wan

which I wouldn't be so nice anym

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