ine when Francesca's Uber pulled into the under
xhaustion of pulling an all-nighter, but h
rd the private elevator, the heel of her shoe
iolently outward wi
ongue so hard she tasted copper. She stumbled forward, catching herself
dragged her injured right foot, limpin
. The doors slid open
esca
sk of dark, brewing violence. He looked like he hadn't slept; his s
ed from her face and l
oversized, plaid flannel s
racted into tiny, d
ping like a steel vice around her wrist. He yank
p!" Frances
sudden movement. Her leg gave out, and
spun her around and slammed her back ag
Leo?" Emery snarled, his face inches from hers. The smell
er ribs. The sheer hypocrisy of his
azing with defiance. "You spent your night pining over y
st loosened for a fraction of a second-just long enough for F
to something darker. "You don't
t-up fury. "I saw you give her your jacket. I saw you look at her like she was the only woman in the wor
ong, tense moment, he just st
ead and crashed his
a savage intensity, his teeth scraping against her bottom lip until she tasted bloo
s up, pushing frantically against his ha
e, she put her full we
ream tore from her th
roze in
away, his chest heav
he size of a tennis ball, the skin turning an ug
om Emery's eyes, replaced in
t his knees and scoope
ca shouted, hitting hi
t worse," Emery barked, tho
her down on the leather sofa with an agonizin
ne from his pocket and dialed
ared at her swollen ankle, his large hands hovering over the bruised skin, tr
ak etched into his features made her breath catch. For a se
ting on the glass c
ringtone echoed thr
flashed across the s
mid-air. His head sna
ked back at Francesca, who was bi
tched for two ag
ade in his eyes-the split second where he weig
e quiet and cold. "Don't yo
stoo
and swiped to answer. He turned his back to Fran
s voice was tight, serious. He listened for
and shoved the pho
for her injury was gone, replaced by
mery said briskly. "An emergency
. "An emergency. Of course. Catalina cr
ghtened. "It's
ignoring the screaming pain in her ankle. "Explain it to me. Expla
ng second, she saw something crack in his expr
ask slamme
e time for t
rom the console table and
door cli
had just been. The tears didn't come. She was past tears now. A
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