Not a Fiancée, a Resource

as an emotion she'd never seen directed at her before, something akin to jealousy. And she felt absolutely nothin

ir table. "Chloe, what

er tone light and dismissive. She sat back down

hollows under her eyes, the sharp angle of her cheekbones, the way her clothes hung loosely on h

n, don't make a scene," Liam said smoothly, though his eyes were fixed on Chloe with a

ck to one of weary condescension. "Right. Of course. A game." He

her attention back to the game. I

iam, "to tell us the most adventurous thing

e to hear, "there was this one girl. I was so into her, but she had a boyfriend. A really sickly, needy boyfriend who seemed to su

on. Chloe could feel Ethan's

en looked at Chloe. "I think I've had a little too much to drink," h

to Chloe under the table:

ing against his car, looking perfectly s

t drunk,"

pped closer, his expression suddenly vulnerable. "So, I have to

thought of Ethan's possessive anger and Liam's dismissive smirk. S

ll of a certainty that surpr

in, his intention clear. His lips were just inches from he

spered. "I'm not r

ed her boundary. He stepped back, giving her space

than came around the corner of the

and Daniel. "You leave me a message saying you're at a 'farewell p