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Chapter 62

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“Boss?”

The voice was shaking and low, unusually uncertain. Rex was never uncertain. But tonight, there was something different.

Chris blinked at the screen before him, not quite seeing the soft light of the rom-com spilling out. Rita lay sprawled across his chest, her head under his chin, her hands drawing a soft, automatic path on his shirt. It had taken some time—God, it had taken longer than he'd known he had—to get her to forgive him.

He’d messed things up, and tonight was supposed to be an opportunity to make things right. Quiet. Intimate. Just the two of them.

Instead, unease began to stir like smoke rising from wet earth.

He hadn’t moved, hadn’t even answered Rex. His mind was still heavy, fractured. Caught between the warmth of Rita’s body and the cold, bitter aftertaste of a kiss he had no business remembering. A kiss with Lilian. Unplanned, reckless. The memory haunted him like an open wound on his lips, days old but far from healed.

He had decided that he was never going t
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