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“I can’t share your bed, Miss Landry.”
I rolled my eyes and repeated myself one more time. “Listen, Mr. Williams, you have a head injury.
CHAPTER 7SuttonOver breakfast, Mark glared at Martha like he wanted to knock her flat on her backside. It was endearing that he was so defensive of me. After all, we had only met the day before. That thought was completely lowering. How was it that it seemed I had known Mark for ages when, in actuality, it was merely twenty-four hours?
CHAPTER 8Sutton“Must you follow me every minute of the day?”I don’t know why it didn’t occur to me before, but Mark did not indicate when he said I was free to make arrange
CHAPTER 9SuttonI knew I looked like a kid at the candy store, but I couldn’t help myself. Obviously, I had never flown on a private jet before, because I had never flown before this day—private or otherwise.
CHAPTER 10MarkHorror gripped my stomach as I thought about what Sutton had said: ‘They came after me.’ The phrase rolled around in my mind over and over again as Sutton slept. The woman slept much like she lived, with reckless abandon. Even sprawled out with her mouth open, Sutton was beautiful.
CHAPTER 11Sutton“I’ve created a monster,” Nico chirped happily as we tore through boutique after boutique.Nico (Mark’s personal shopper) and I were getting alo
CHAPTER 12SuttonThe next morning, I turned to Mark as we were leaving the building and said, “I need just one second.”I could feel the heat of his gaze on my back as I mad
CHAPTER 13MarkMy lips twitched as I eyed a very keyed up Sutton. Her nostrils were slightly flaring, and her chest was heaving. I had no idea what the intrusion was about, but a part of me was happy that she was there. And I had no interest in analyzing how fucked up that was.
CHAPTER 14SuttonWhen I walked into the crowded restaurant, I knew not to look for Nico near the food. The man hardly ever ate, and when he did, it was a celery stick.I am still a litt