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"I don’t care," I lied That would be quite possibly thehe could do, not to mention that he’d wind up on-camera, "

Fuck

I reached out and unlocked the door, turning the handle enough for him to push it open Then I sucked in a breath and tried to find the willpower that had kept th I’d had to finally let go and saveroo that he’d follow Then I pulled out the bottle of vodka Penna left in our freezer and downed a shot, hoping it was cold enough and high enough proof to nues ofin at the battered lines of Paxton’s face "Are you okay?" I asked, hating how beautiful he was, even with the purple shading of his cheekbone and the cuts on his face

He touched the swollen, discolored cheek "Yeah Doc already checkedis broken, just bruised and a little cut up"

"Is it true? Rachel? All of it?" I spit out with ue over his abused lip and looked away "Yeah"

I tried to ignore the way the tiny shred of hope insideyou did…net Rachel on board?"

"Yes," he whispered, a tortured look in his eyes that had no right to be there

"Rachel was your endga the words on the picture

"At one ti forthe couch between us "Explain," I ordered,I did at the start was to get Rachel here, yes Everything you listed, and more"

"Asshole" What more could there possibly be?

"You always kneas," he countered before ripping his hands through his hair "God, this is not going how I had planned"