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Chapter Nine

Author: Alison Nick
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-10 01:15:16
Calla's POV

James came back up five minutes later. He walked slowly back to the table with his eyes looking from side to side nervously and sweat dripping down his neck. This collar button was undone and his tie hung loosely on his neck.

"Hey...what happened?" I said as a nauseating sense of concern and worry came over me. He sat down looking distracted a bit,his eyes still wandering around like he saw a ghost.

"Oh I think some young lad was admiring my car" he said as his hands brushed through his hair. He smiled at me and held both of my hands in his. "It's nothing the security was just worried."

"Okay. Are you sure?"

"Yeah,I think he really like the car. The security took care of it,it's okay." He bite his lips but his assurance calmed my down.

Another waiters came up to our table with our food. We got served I watched him taking in his meal slowly. His jawline moved in rhythm seductively,as his tongue licks the sauce remains from the spoon. I flickered at my thoughts of our unfini
Alison Nick

Hiii, new chapter guys! Get your tissues because your heartstrings will be pulled.

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