DECEPTION AND LIES

slip by

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air, thick and heavy, w

b Sinclair's lies was

s and easy smiles. Not when he looked at

how he got

ted to believe him, ev

SHOULDN'T H

since Caleb had walked out of her apar

led in his sheets, his voice still ech

rself it di

, her apartment was a mess of half-finished sketches and u

late that afternoon and

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him, something in

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aid as she slid int

eyes, but her p

surprised

ly, like he knew exactly what he w

t was differe

, a low hum of conversation that made it fe

to think Caleb di

going to tell me what you actually do for a li

re, then he smiled, easy a

ue, That's

r eyes; she sho

d, gaze settling on hers,

ystery, don

ke that, sh

back into the moment, let herself forg

hing about Ca

ow to make her lo

SHE SHOULD

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but something in her

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frow

n eyebrow. "Ev

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gnoring the unsettled feel

she could think t

ble and traced a slow circl

st me, d

pa

nd too

h

cour

e moment she sh

asks if you trust him, yo

SHOULD HAVE CHA

utside her building, the a

, she should ha

of the car, gone upstairs,

voice low, breath warm aga

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nt, not a

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n't eve

ust n

how she let

made it even hard