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CHAPTER 16

Reece was so caught up in work that he didn't hear or see Amara enter his office until a small square packet dropped right on top of the paperwork he was reviewing. It took him a few seconds to recognize what had landed on his desk, but once the knowledge sank in, his stomach gave a sharp twist of dread.

Reluctantly, he glanced up and found Amara standing on the other side of his desk, hands on her slender hips, her eyes blazing accusation, and her expression pinched with impatience.

"What happened to the bandage on your cheek?" Reece asked, trying to deflect the attention off of him.

"I don't give a damn about my cheek at the moment,” she replied, narrowing her gaze. “I'd rather you explain that."

She pointed a finger at the prophylactic. Very calmly, Reece picked up the incriminating evidence and turned it over in his fingers, taking a long moment, trying to buy himself some extra time.

"Well, I have to say that it looks like a condom to me."

"Don't be
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