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There’s nothing else I can do When the white flag of his sheets settles onGame is over It’s primal It’s a miracle And it’s forever

“Yeah, all right Forever What game should we play now?” I look up at hi Game until his eyes spark in memory

“The Or Soued me Can you show me hoorks?”

He tosses the blankets over us, blocking out the entire world He’s laughing, my favorite sound in the world

Then there’s nothing but silence His mouth touches my skin

Let the real gain

An Excerpt from The Comfort Zone

Loved the THE HATING GAME?

Don’t miss Sally Thorne’s

THE COMFORT ZONE

Co Summer 2017

I got as far as the international baggage carousel before I began sinking back into the Carson-fa off ht My firstin Heathrow

I thought it would have taken soet me onto a plane back hoo’s words Emma, the New York office is desperate You’re still only on a temporary transfer to us in London, so I really do have to say yes to them It’s only for a month Eversham Goldstein really needs you

I was needed? A ware and I said yes I’ent, so words are my life—and kind, appreciative words are apparently my Achilles’ heel I wish I’d asked for a day to think it over If I had,here for my battered suitcase It’s not that I hate this city I just don’t feel ready to see some of its occupants

My eencies with my authors or their editors I do have an email froent—Read Iht mess with my One-Month Survival Plan: Arrive, work, participate in the required faood this time