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"I always enjoyed when you lost your temper Remember how pissed you hen I caroaned at the memory "I wanted to kill you You didn’t even callto some fancy party, with a container of soup in your hand Meanwhile, I was in three-day-old pj’s, sported crazy hair, and hadn’t brushed my teeth"
"You were scary, but it wasn’t your appearance When I tried to get in, you practically handicapped me with the door, and that was you in weak form"
Humiliation burned She’d barely been able to function, and he’d looked like Daniel Craig playing Ja his shirt sleeves like he was about to get dirty "Never surprise a woly a day in your life" His soft words brought a flush of pleasure and a touch of sudden shyness They hadn’t said nice things to each other in a long ti you really are I ran over there because I figured you wouldn’t be able to take care of Becca But I rong You had it handled"
"Then why did you stay?"
He’d spent the night on the lumpy couch He’d done her laundry and left it all neatly folded in the basket Becca slept nonstop, so he’d kept watch so Sydney could also get soered her further She hadn’t wanted hi in to help, he’d tipped the scales It was a dangerous gaer When she’d woken up, she’d immediately thrown hi out you really could do it all I just didn’t want you to be forced to"
She sed past the luazed at her with sudden war? His words broke her apart and put her back together Isn’t that what every wonize? Soht--a deeper understanding and connection--and she didn’t kno to handle it
Her voice eh sticky peanut butter "We’d better go"
He waited a bit, assessing her reaction, then nodded She sh of relief "Sure Let’s head back to the office to do an assess to ignore the faint clang of warning in her brain telling her she hadn’t escaped the danger
She’d just delayed it
On Friday, they strode out of the Cushned contract for Pierce Brothers
It had been a hell of a week, but they’d done it Tristan noticed she looked a bit shell-shocked, but she’d hidden it deftly the entireWhen they exited the conference room and made their way down in the elevator, they hadn’t talked Walking out of the twenty-story building back into the March wind, they still didn’t say a word And when they stopped in front of the hot dog vendor at the Avenue of the Arinned