acing on her cheek. "What a coincidence, Mr. Hilliard. I'
with a playful blink and an overly innocent smile. "Relax, I'm not gonna c
was spe
d so off? Her ga
toward the registration center, s
as already making it ache again. She tried to keep up but his l
he building, she had no choice but t
nd looked back,
hot her a glance like she w
t before she could say a word, Conrad st
-he picked her up. Like
red up at him, her he
ing any effort. Through her thin clothes, she could fe
my g
a princess car
rom a few pe
o lifetimes, and she'd never been carri
me down, I can walk," she mu
was straight-up judging-like he was sayi
p fighting it and just bu
anyone, then no one
walked straight to the service counter
ggle. Her gaze bounced between them with an amused t
ope f
dig her a hole
he office staf
k a bit of walking, and every time Calliope slowed down even slight
r mind couldn't stop looping back to how s
s phone, didn't even notice the red light. A car was speeding their way, a
frown and a cold, "
er cross the street, not ev
ghed nothing-her supposedly-temporary husband didn't seem all that bad. A l
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