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CHAPTER 031: Do We Have A Deal Or Not?

These feelings Finn has are obviously not the casual kind. Not the she’s-my-best-friend kind. No. It’s deeper. It’s in the way his voice cracks when he says her name. The way his hands won’t stay still. The way his panic takes on an edge that looks a hell of a lot like heartbreak. And maybe he hasn’t figured it out yet. Maybe he’s too fixated on Delilah to see what’s been right next to him all along. But I see it. I see it, and it’s pissing me the fuck off. I bite down on the inside of my cheek and taste copper. It’s a habit I picked up in combat—quiet pain over loud reaction. Keeps the thoughts steady. Sharp. Contained. But nothing about this scene in front of me feels contained. Finn’s pacing. Mom’s posturing. I step closer before I can talk myself out of it, and they both look up. Mom smooths her expression into a smile. Finn wipes his eyes. “Knox,” Mom says. “I thought you left.” “I didn’t. It’s my friend’s wedding rehearsal.” “Right. I keep forgetting you're the best man.
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CHAPTER 032: Get In My Pants

*** ~~SLOANE~~ *** As soon as the door shuts behind Knox, I realize how cold the weather actually is. The air nips at my bare skin, prickling goosebumps across my arms and legs, raising every fine hair in protest. Knox had been my heat—his body, his mouth, his hands, his presence. Now that he’s gone, he’s taken all of it with him. Shivering, I get up from the chair and walk stiffly toward the heap of clothes tossed over the other seat. There’s a wetness between my legs that makes my steps stickier than they should be. I reach down and tug my ruined panties from where they’re bunched against my inner thigh. Wrapping the lace and the vibrator in a tissue, I shove them deep into my purse. My fingers brush against my phone, and I pull it out. The screen lights up. Missed calls. So many of them. And texts. Finn. I bite my lip and scroll through the list. ‘Where are you?’ ‘Sloane, please answer.’ ‘Tell me you’re okay.’ ‘I’m calling the police if I don’t hear from you in five
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