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Chapter 164
My entire body went rigid.
I jerked upright from where I lay, sitting forward, my gaze locked onto the scene
unfolding before me. My fingers twitched around the remote in my pocket, but I didn’t. unfolding before me. My fingers twitched at
press the button again–I was too busy watching.
The bastard leaned in, saying something to her, while his hand still lingered too damn long on her back.
The irrational part of me grew agitated, pounding at my chest and shaking the bars of its
cage.
She laughed at whatever it was he said.
She fucking laughed.
But that laughter didn’t last for too long because her gaze met mine, and her entire body
stiffened at once.
Good.
“Kasmine seems to have attracted a fine young man,” June teased, and her words made
bile rise to my throat.
I clenched my jaw so tight my teeth nearly cracked.
Before she could even finish her next breath, I was already on my feet.
Kasmine didn’t need to be told the storm that was about to swallow whatever chitchat that was building up there. She scrambled to her feet, spinning on her heel and practically fleeing toward the reception area near the resort’s convenience section as she muttered an “excuse me” to the young man.
I made to follow her, but a hand shot out, grabbing my wrist. June.
“Kester-
I shot her a glare. “Sit,” I ordered in a deadly tone. “Stay here. Do not move an inch.”
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Something in my tone must have gotten to her becauseclientiigers loosened, her lips marting slightly like she wanted to argue. But she knew litter than to try.
Kusmine ran, her damp hair bouncing against her backassstie weaved through the crow
She didn’t even look back.
She reached the reception area, slipping past the mantle counters and polished floors, heading straight for the restrooms at the far end caught a glimpse of her fingers trembling as she gripped the door handle..
Her lips curled, her fingers lazily twirling a strand of damp hair with her thighs stiill tightly pressed togettier.
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