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Chapter Thirty-two

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"Yep. I’d met Kevin in New York, of course, and he adored me as a thin, leggy ballerina. He worked for one of the big investment banks, and we were this glamorous power-couple, you know? I mean, I never made it huge on the stage, but I worked steadily, and was in demand. But then it all fell apart.”

“What happened?”

“Well, I fell and ripped my right knee to shreds.” Tessa glanced down at it. “I was told that I’d never dance again, not professionally. And then one month later, Kevin lost his job when the firm he worked for crashed on Wall Street. I started to comfort eat, but I’d messed up my metabolism and starved my body for so many years by then, that the weighed just piled on and… well. That was the beginning of the end, I suppose. By the time I got myself together, I’d put on eighty-eight pounds and I hated myself so much, it was unreal. Kevin called me every name under the sun, and instead of smacking him upside the head and telling him to get the hell away from me, I – I put up
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    His mother looked up at him from four photos all gathered together in a single, heavy, wooden frame. In three of the pictures, she was with Curtis, but in the last one, she was by herself. In all of them she was smiling, and so was he.“Tessa,” he said, dumbfounded. “My God. How did you –”“I called your aunt and uncle in Florida,” she said. “I asked if they had any pictures of your Mom, and your Aunt Grace sent me these. She said she’d kept these pictures of you and her sister for a long, long time, waiting for you to come and ask for them.”“I had no fucking idea that she even had any.” Curtis was almost paralyzed with the shock. “She never mentioned my Mom again after she was killed… she never wanted to talk about her. Not once.”“She’s sorry for that,” Tessa said. “She wants to know if we can come and visit them, maybe in the spring?”“God, yes.” Curtis couldn’t tear his eyes from his mother’s face, so young and beautiful, surrounded by flowing, blonde hair. Seeing her again after

  • Secret Curves (Dangerous Curves 5)   Chapter Eighty

    "Tessa. You awake?”She snuggled closer to Curtis, made a small sound. “I could be. Why?”“It’s past midnight, baby. It’s Christmas.”“Ooooh.” She struggled to sit up, and he helped her. “Really?”“Umm-hmmm. You want your present?”She gave him a slow, hot smile. “I thought you were going to give it to me tomorrow morning.”“Not that one,” he huffed. “That one’s not exclusive to Christmas.”“God, I hope not.” Her long hair fell over her shoulders, hiding her lush breasts from his view. “So you want to give me my other present now?”“Is that OK?” he said, suddenly unsure. “It’s just that – I’ve never had anyone to give a gift to before. I kind of can’t wait.”“God, Curtis.” Her heart broke for him, just a little bit. “Of course it’s OK.”“Be right back.” He kissed her mouth carefully, avoiding the worst of the swelling and bruising, jumped out of bed, and wandered out of the bedroom totally naked. She practically drooled at the sight of his amazing ass and shoulders, then almost drool

  • Secret Curves (Dangerous Curves 5)   Chapter Seventy-nine

    Her smile was stunning in its beauty. “Yeah. Of course. I knew that if I got everything documented, and on the record, and I threw his name all over the damn place, he’d be arrested for assault and kidnapping.”“And you’re ready to… take it all the way? If you have to?”“You mean to trial, if it comes to that?”“Yeah.”“Of course,” she said again. “I’ll do whatever I have to do to get his ass thrown in jail for a few years. I want that fucker to leave you alone at long last.”Curtis hated to break it to her, hated to educate her in the realities of the legal system, but he didn’t want her to get her hopes up, either.“You know that the chances of that happening aren’t great, right?” he said, hesitantly. “Chances are, he’ll plea bargain out of jail time. Do community service instead, get a suspended sentence.”“Yeah. I know that.”He furrowed his brow at her. “You – you do?”“Sure I do.” She shrugged. “I watch ‘Law & Order’.”He laughed, surprised. “Uh-huh. But you put yourself through

  • Secret Curves (Dangerous Curves 5)   Chapter Seventy-eight

    His eyes flashed. “He hurt your mother. He killed her. He showed up here today looking for money. He held me hostage, he punched me, he threatened to rape and kill me. He did all of that, Curtis. Him.”“Tessa…”“No. You need to really see this, OK?” Her voice was more gentle now. “You need to see that even though there are hundreds are ways that you’re not him, there’s one huge thing that separates you from him, that makes you so totally different from him. This thing means there’s literally not one damn hope in hell of you ever becoming him. No matter how much you may look like him. No matter how well you can punch, or how violent you can be when taking down some drunk with a knife… this one thing means that you’re not him. You’re better than him. You always have been, and you always will be.”“What?” he asked, desperate. “What’s the one thing?”“Regret.”He froze, staring at her."You’re sorry for things you’ve done, even if you didn’t intend to get anyone hurt by doing any of it,”

  • Secret Curves (Dangerous Curves 5)   Chapter Seventy-seven

    Curtis helped Tessa walk into the apartment, then gently lowered her to the sofa. He’d started to unbend a bit on the ride back home, started to believe that maybe it could all be OK after all. Then he saw the drops of Tessa’s blood on the living room floor, and he stomped down hard on that thought. He didn’t deserve her, not after what he’d done here.She saw where he was looking, saw the hardness return to his face. She patted the sofa next to her.“Come sit, babe,” she said.“Tessa…”“Sit.”He came, hating himself. He knew that he should just get the hell away from her, get as far away as humanly possible, and if he were a good man, that’s exactly what he would do. But he wasn’t a good man. He was a selfish bastard, and he craved to be close to Tessa. He needed her, needed her like a man needed food and water and air. The fact that his need was bigger than his best intentions ramped his self-loathing up a few more notches.“Don’t,” she said softly. “Curtis, don’t.”“Don’t what?” he

  • Secret Curves (Dangerous Curves 5)   Chapter Seventy-six

    Tessa sighed, exhausted and in pain. She stared at her face in the hospital bathroom mirror, twisted a bit, and lifted her shirt to see her upper back and shoulders. The doctor had said that nothing was broken, but the bruising was something else. Her cheek was a sickly purple, her nose was swollen, and her eyes were tinged with black and green. Her back was a landscape of violet and black, and it hurt when she moved.The police had already been at the hospital when she and Curtis had arrived, dealing with something else, so she hadn’t had to wait very long to make her statement. She’d seen how the cops had looked at Curtis as he stood there, his bruised and swollen and bloody hands in his jeans pockets. They’d glared at him with knowing suspicion, and he’d not said one word in his defense. No, instead he’d looked oddly resigned and defeated. He also hadn’t laid a finger on her after he deposited her in the hospital wheelchair, not even a careful touch on her face. He hadn’t been the

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