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Chapter Eleven - Dancing Eyes
Chapter Eleven
Much to Alyssa’s horror, her body chose that moment to hiccup. Her newly manicured hands quickly covered her mouth as she blushed prettily. “I’m not drunk.”
Scott’s eyes softened and a slight smile teased his lips. “I’m not shaming you, Alyssa. I was just surprised. I hope you had a good time with Mrs. Brand and Mrs. Livingston?”
Alyssa nodded. “Yes, they were lovely. It seemed, at least for a short time period, that everything was normal again.”
“I can imagine,” he said dryly. “I don’t suppose that you want to tell me what caused things to go off course?”
Alyssa felt that wall she’d erected between them slam back into place. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. It was just some random break in.”
Scott’s lips pursed as he eyed her warily. Instead of pushing her further as he had the night before,
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