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The ache that had been lingering for days, weeks, ( it hard to breathe Would it ever go away? Would she ever be free of Jack Simon? Of a life that wasn’t meant to be?
A groan slid froainst the cool concrete wall She’d hightailed it out of the grand ballroolass of whiskey for the last ten minutes She couldn’t hide out here on the patio forever—she knew that—but she could at least get her shit together before facing Jack again
God, why the hell had sheto bite her in the ass She could feel it
Get a grip, Donnie
Okay, she would act like nothing mattered, especially the Siood time That’s what the press liked to believe anyway, so why not act the part? She’d been doing a pretty good job of it for the last five years
A cool breeze swept in fro the quiet Florida night wash over her Donovan wasn’t sure how long she stood there, eyes closed, listening to the night sounds around her, so when she heard a voice, she jumped and spilled whiskey down the front of her dress
“Shit,” she azed into the dark, a few ht as she narrowed her eyes
“Well, hell, darlin’ that doesn’t sound real lady-like” Cooper Sirin on his handsome face
Relief flooded her It wasn’t Jack Thank God She wasn’t ready for him yet Hell, at this point she wasn’t exactly sure what she was ready for, but for the most part Cooper Simon was harmless So she’d told Jack a small fib It was only meant to divert him from the fact that Jack was the reason she was here
Cooper and Donovan had never exactly been friends, but then they’d never exactly been enemies either She kneasn’t a fan, he’d made that more than clear the last time she’d seen him with Maverick, but she could handle him
“I’ for flirtation over confrontation
“According to some people, I know more than I should about you,” Cooper replied, that soft southern drawl rolling under his words It was a lot different than the harsher twang of Donovan’s folk, and the first time she’d heard Jack Siht call Florida hoiven up their southern Louisiana roots
Dabbing at her expensive Arlanced up sharply “Excuse me?”
His s and dangerous and sexy as hell, and a whole list of things any sane wo, all of those things hat most women wanted
Too bad such a nice package would always bite a girl in the ass