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THE PILOT'S EX WIFE 67
My mother was prettier than her sister, everyone knew that. In fact, she was the most beautiful woman anyone had seen in their life. I remember looking at her in the mirror and comparing our details, happy that I looked like that woman. After his death, I spent several years avoiding reflection because I was afraid of the feeling my own vision might trigger."Blair, my love. It's okay" and then, just then, I realize my eyes are watering.Mirtes walks towards me with the patience of a mother. Bloon was the woman who made me fly, but Mirtes was the woman who caught me when I fell. She hugs me and strokes my hair, reminding me that I still have someone,"It's okay, Blair. There's nothing to fear, I promise" this is what she told me every night, when I had a nightmare and couldn't deal with my demons."It's okay... I promise. I just didn't expect to deal with this today" I say."I'm sorry, Blair. I was the one who asked to see the photos" Drake closes the black leather album and sets it o
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"Please, godmother, you don't need to filter what you're going to say. Just say it"She looks at Drake with big brown eyes. I always expect the worst, that's a fact, but I never stop fearing how bad the fall will be."It's about Jean. Jean Collins, your father"And there's the bad surprise I always wait for. I remain still, afraid that my movements might make the situation worse. Because, deep down, I still remember the days when I needed to hide and be quiet so he wouldn't find me. However, when that happened, he found my mother."He died?" I ask. I know I shouldn't, and I know I'm the worst person in the world for wanting her to confirm it."No, Blair. Jean is not dead. He is fine, very fine, better than any of us would assume.""How well?" my voice starts to crack."He produces films, Blair. Jean became a film director, and now he's making fame and money" Drake responds, realizing that Mirtes wouldn't be able to do so.So if I understand correctly, he left town when my mother was h
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The man calmly analyzed the crack in the door. Within the space, he found exactly what he was looking for. Banks wishes he had more than one reason to lose his breath, but the redhead in his field of vision was the only one.Blair was leaning over, looking for documents on the top shelf of the closet. His back was in perfect decline, literally the descent into hell. The heels adorning her feet were a detail that highlighted her legs and sensualized her position. Her hair was loose, falling to the sides of her face and preventing her from seeing the man in the doorway. It also prevented Ethan from seeing her face.Whether through physical or mental attraction, the man was losing track of what was logical. Leaving part of his work just to stay in the same city as a woman was certainly something he didn't consider right. However, after the kiss that stole half of his vitality, Ethan realized that nothing would be more right than having her.The meeting of eyes happened when Blair felt Ba
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Ethan brought his face closer until he touched Blair's nose with his own, and at that moment, she could smell his minty breath. His mouth replicated the taste the man had, the feel of his tongue and the movement of his lips. She remembered the kiss perfectly.However, contrary to what Blair wanted, he slid his lips down, towards the female throat. She stood on tiptoe, tilting her body to receive whatever contact Ethan wanted to offer. Even wearing very high heels, the height difference was considerable."I'm going to ask you the same question when you see me with another man," the woman murmured, panting beneath the warm lips."Is there another man?" Banks wanted to hear the truth come from Blair's lips.And when she thought of something to say, Ethan's lips pressed against her skin. He kissed her throat, delighting in the feel of her soft, scented skin. In addition to the sensation his mouth provided, the roughness of his growing beard was an aphrodisiac. A shiver took over his entir
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The inspector opened the bag he had taken with him, and took out a small piece of equipment from inside it. Blair observed that movement, finding the news strange. Normally, those quick meetings in the parking lot were just for her to deliver the reports."What do you mean?" she questioned."Today's dinner could be turned in our favor. And I want operations to be more precise. So if you hear something incriminating, I need to know and have proof."Spencer showed the woman a small recorder. It was basically the size of a pen, and Blair didn't know how to hide the object. She furrowed her eyebrows, and then took the device from Spencer's hands."A recorder?""Yes. If they talk about anything revealing, I'll know."That night, Blair would go out with Ethan. It would just be dinner, at first, but perhaps she would have access to incriminating information. At the moment she made the invitation, the redhead had no bad intentions. However, after reporting to Spencer, she learned that her eve
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It wasn't the first time Ethan Banks had heard that question. He leaned back in his chair, and swallowed before answering. His eyes were eager, and his lips were slightly pulled into a half smile, that was enough for Blair to understand that he wasn't serious."Couldn't you research more about me? I've already talked about this in many interviews""I'm not a reporter. I'm not interested in the automatic response," she shot back."Well, Miss Curiosity, I needed to take on greater responsibilities."Blair ate pieces of bread in succession so she didn't have to say anything. She had nothing to say. The responsibility of having to make that conversation work was weighing on his shoulders. The notion that there was a recorder in her bag was overwhelming."Like driving a Lamborghini and wearing expensive suits?" Before she even realized, or filtered, the provocative words were out of the redhead's lips."Yes. You don't know how this life tires me" Ethan ironized."We can exchange" she propo
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The waiter pulled out the chair for Blair to leave, and the couple headed out of the restaurant. Ethan rested a hand on the base of the woman's spine, unpretentiously, oblivious to the fact that that contact destroyed the barriers she had built.People around the restaurant watched the pair walk, as handsome and charming as they were. Blair in a nice light dress, Ethan in a dark suit. Everyone could say they were the perfect opposite of each other.Banks' Lamborghini was outside the restaurant, gleaming against the city lights like a piece of jewelry. The valet got out of the vehicle and handed the keys to the real owner."Thanks for dinner," Blair thanked, still feeling Ethan's warm body next to hers, even as he pulled away to open her door."The invitation was yours""You can pretend you like it" she replied as she got into the car."Pretending makes me tired" were Ethan's last words before closing the door. And the redhead could have sworn she saw a smile cross his face.As the man
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The next morning, Blair was at the Las Vegas police department. She had given Steve the tape recorder, and was soon dismissed. He simply said he would look into the information. And, to be honest with herself, Blair found the inspector's behavior strange. He seemed more withdrawn than usual.- "What happens now?" Blair asked.- "Steve will listen to the entire recording over and over again," Colton replied nonchalantly.They walked side by side to the end of the hallway, where the training room was located. The soundproofed room was empty that morning when Colton opened the door, and then waited until the redhead entered.Deep down, the militarized man didn't like what he was doing. Teaching Blair to be an agent, when she hadn't even mentioned that she enjoyed the profession, seemed wrong.- "Today is your lucky day. Let's practice some shooting" he commented.Target shooting was an activity that involved testing proficiency and accuracy, prediction and speed. It did not matter whethe
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