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Ian Quinn: Come out.

Say what now?

He doesn’t mean… I looked at the time at the top of my phone, it was half past nine our last text thirty-seven minutes ago, that was enough time for him to... I shook my head, thinking I was getting ahead of myself. But then what did he mean to come out?

I crossed over to the window at the side and pushed the floral curtains to the side. Three floors down, parked at the front beside Bumper is a black Mercedes with the headlights on. I can’t see shit through the darkly tinted glasses but I knew it was him. What the heck is he doing here?

Glaring down at the vehicle I clicked on my phone.

Me: I told you I’ll be staying here tonight.

He completely ignored my wishes and came to get me himself like I was a wayward child out past curfew.

You've got to be kidding me. I was mentally seething.

My phone lights up.

Ian Quinn: Would you like me to come get you?

Gah!

Damn it.

I gritted my teeth I’m surprised they don’t turn to first in my mou
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Beth Shuffield
you go, girl! get it all out.... but think about the fact that he knows your every move.... you haven't told him about Sam, and he is REALLY possessive with his "kitten"...
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