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“This is not good,” Serena said quietly

“No, love It really isn’t,” Seth said,at Ellie as if he planned to have his ith her

“Get out!” Ellie dove for the door, but it was no use They were locked in and the car was racing away from the airport anyway

“What do you want?” Sable asked, speaking in a loud ballsy voice

Heather and Ellie fought with the door, kicking their heels against the fralass “Help!” No matter how many times they yelled, no one would hear the away from everyone they loved

“I asked you a question,” Sable said evenly “What do you want?”

“You’re the one who fucks five fellas,” Seth said, shaking his finger and narrowing his eyes “I can definitely see that You have the cheap tramp look It works for you”

“I’ainst Sable’s sto wo your nose bashed in by Allister!”

“Heather,” Serena said, now holding Heather at bay “Why don’t we try to keep things civil?”

“Sounds like a plan,” Setha toothy smile

“You don’t wantshe could save them even if she couldn’t save herself

“I need your friends” Seth took a ragged breath “I want you, Miss Hunter”

Ellie gulped He’d called her Miss on the plane He’d asked her if she and Allister were married Not once had she mentioned her last name

“Oh now look at that You’re pouting already?” Nurin reminded Ellie of a clown, one which sported a wet latex mask