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Lindsey

We got to our hotel in record time. Reece ushers me straight to the very large bathroom and lifts me on to the sink to inspect my arm. He looks terrified, like it wasn’t just a little bit of glass. For some reason this tantrum of Dominique’s has affected him more than anything else she has tried so far.

“It doesn’t look like there is any glass in your arm. I’m so sorry about that, I should have been able to protect you better.” He gently caresses my face, looking almost broken.

“I already told you, don’t do that. She is a leech that will not go away easily. We’ll figure something out, but this isn’t your fault, it’s hers. Now, help me out of this dress before I get blood all over it. I think there might be some pieces of glass stuck in here.” I gesture toward my cleavage and give him my best flirtatious look trying to distract him. Thank God it works. I watch his eyes dilate as they roam from my face and down my neck.

I slowly work my shoulder straps down exposing my breasts. M